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Hard to imagine a better Sunday afternoon (Part 2)
After MMM (MarvelousMotelMaiden) fixed our room, GZGTG (Ground Zero Go-to-Girl) and I had a bunch of leisurely sex. When I bought the banana that morning on the walk over to the love motel with her, the last thing on my mind was inserting into her pussy. I washed the banana with soap and water. She was hesitant about germs but I pointed out to her that my foot that was up inside her va-jay-jay-vault a little bit earier was probably ten times dirtier than the banana and she quickly acquiesced. She shocked me when after I inserted the banana in one smooth motion, she reached out and gave me a high five, I kid you not.
Folks who follow me know I can beat a dead horse into dogmeat if I think misinformation is being purported. On this whole pussy is like the pristine Sistine Chapel and can only tolerate certain kinds of lubes, allow me to enlighten you.
As one of the OB-Gyn's in the HMO network I was in charge of once told me, "Women sit in a cesspool all day long". There is so much normal flora and bacteria colonized in a woman's nether regions that a pussy can pretty much defend itself against most of the outside insults thrown at it. The whole "delicate pH balance" millieu is a bunch of bullshit other than some very broad strokes with candida and yeast infections. Which BTW are not sexually transmitted diseases.
Sure, if I injected an entire bottle of Lubriderm internally into her twat and let it sit there for a couple of days, there could be some complications. Or she might just end up with a nice, goopy, sweet smelling twat. But for recreational use and with normal hygiene before and after, and that includes a little manual internal irrigation in the shower after sex, pussies don't care what kind of lube you use.
Lubriderm is a great sex lube. I also use liquid silicone for lighter duty.
There is also a dose-dependent effect in play. That means a little bit is not going to make much of a difference, but a lot might. Use common sense.
If you are an Internet jockey, you can go on-line and find all kinds of warnings about what to use and not to use as a sex lube. There is no clinical or medical evidence to back those claims. Most of it is commercialized propaganda. If I had the spare time, I would get a grant from Trojan to dispel the "petroleum makes condoms break" myth, and set up an actual bonafide experiment using condoms on mechanical dildos with different lubes, but I am not motivated to prove something I already know. I have used Vaseline with condoms without a problem. In fact, the few times I have had a condom break it had nothing to do with the lube. I will even go as far to say the chance of condom failure is much higher without the use of lube of any kind, because of the increased friction, and the lube choice itself is mainly a red herring.
In general, when a person mainly uses the Internet for their source of information, you can make some convincing points and build some reasonable sounding arguments with the use of fancy words, rhetoric and semantics, that can convince others of similar ilk who are equally unenlightened. But when someone in the audience is actually in-the-know based on real world experience, training, education, and professional experience, then Internet arguments are like waving a red flag in front of a bull, except this ain't no bullshit. That's how obvious it is to people who are trained or professional in a field compared to someone who graduated from University of Google.
Unfortunately, the trained professionals are few and far between and Google has become ubiquitous. I am not anti-Google, in fact, it's a modern miracle. However, Google is not a substitute for formal, vetted, reviewed, edited, and peer reviewed material. Basically, anyone can find any point that will support their own by doing a Google search. Obviously, that doesn't make them automatically right. People who rely mainly on their University of Google degrees to prove points, in my experience lack the ability to think critically and objectively.
BTW, I am not purporting formal education as the be all and end all. Especially in this mongering game, which I should be able to safely assume is the reason we are all here and why you are reading me so intensively at this moment. This is the school of hard knocks, common sense and street smarts. Anyone who brags or makes claims about their IQ on this Web site gets an automatic 30 point deduction. Dems the rulz.
I thought my day was done but while walking back to The Nutti I spied two of my long time Ground Zero honey's, but I had never seen them together before, as a team. Some quick banter, and we did a 180 back to the love motel again for a quick thirty minute session. The reason it wasn't longer is because I was running out of money. I ended up giving the girls my every last peso I had on me, which was part and parcel in my open negotiations with them and meant I got them to agree to a price that was below Fair Market Value (FMV). We bumped into MMM again inside the Love Motel, me with these two hawt as fuk cuties on each hip and MMM rockin the maid uniform, but she gave me the total cold shoulder this time and ran off in a direction where I did not see her again for the rest of the day.
Turns out tomorrow really is one of the hawt-as-fuk-honey's birthday, cedula confirmed, and the three of us agreed to have our own little private birthday fiesta in a love motel room, tomorrow afternoon at Ground Zero, special guests invited, jeje. Anyone know where I can score a birthday cake, quick-like?.
Asti Out, and I gots to Keep On Keepin' On.
