No this article has nothing to do with the Spice Girls nor will any article I have to write be. That being said, let’s proceed. As I peruse the daily news in various outlets, I have come to one conclusion. I need to write a dirty book. I can’t help but notice the popularity of Fifty Shades of Grey. People seem to be obsessed with it. I can’t really comment on it since I never read the book. I do remember people acting the same way about Lestat, the main vampire character in Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire and people actually crying because he was not real. My best friend was one such vampire obsessed person. I remember being at her house when she called Anne since her phone number was listed. I remember them talking briefly, then hanging up and saying how bitchy she was. We must have had a lot of time on our hands in those days. Anyways, back to my dirty book. It’s so easy for me to get off course. I think I am going to try to write one. Mom will be so proud to show off the dirty book to her friends.
Then there’s the stripper movie Magic Mike. I never understood the interest in Magic Mike especially since nobody in the movie appealed to me in the slightest. You can keep Matthew McConaughey and the creepy looking Channing Tatum. Why do women find these 2 so appealing? I also never enjoyed being drug to male stripshows and I have been to quite a few. It’s just not my cup of tea. Personally, the guys I find sexiest don’t put it on display buy running around in loincloths and probably don’t know they’re attractive to begin with. Now that’s attractive. I remember going to see the Australia’s answers to the Chippendales, The Thunder From Down Under years ago. I don’t know what possessed me to sit on their laps and have my picture taken with them. I wanted to cringe every time I looked at it. Okay let’s move on. I can’t bear this subject anymore. Let’s move on. I will talk about another subject that’s a little more intimate.
When I was still living in The States, the aforementioned best friend invited me to a party, one of many I’ve been too in my life. I’m not an addict or anything but I have been to my share. I like these adult themed parties where they sell “novelty” toys. I do find these fun and it’s nice to hang out with people my own age and talk trash. Much better than the strip shows in my opionion. Well at this party the seller of these items was a lady and her mother. I guess they were in business together or at least the mom was helping. At the end of the evening it was time to make our purchases discreetly, and yes I did make one. We each went into a room where the seller had her stuff on display. I’ll never forget the lady asking her mom to pass whatever it was that I had bought, can’t remember and it doesn’t matter. How awkward. I know I may be the odd one out here but I can’t imagine going into any business of this sort with my mom and asking her to pass me the Kama Sutra oil and pink Texas sized d*ldo. I can’t even think of either of my parents at all when it comes to S-E-X. There is no birth control device better than thinking about your parents especially when you are in the middle of an afternoon matinee with your partner. It’s okay if you call once but don’t call my house 3 times in a row. Yes, that really happened. There are times when the phone needs to be off the hook. I have to admit that these days my phone stays uninterrupted so feel free to call day or night just like you would Anne Rice, that is if you have my number. She gives her out a little more freely. I can’t even remember what this article was supposed to be about. It just is what it is. Enjoy 
Reminds me of that ‘Slumber Party’ Merci Moore threw back when we were working at (at the time) NYX back in 2004. I think all the females were invited from work and anybody who wasn’t there heard about it at work later. I took a few pictures.
I don’t recall being invited. I thing I will drop her a line
I didn’t recall you being there either. Would you have come? There was a stripper at the party.
His name was MAN-DING-O! lol
Of course I would have. I have paid for strippers out of my own pocket on several occasions. It can be fun.
Yeah it’s all good til they pull you out on the floor with ‘em. My bad! I shouldn’t have been sitting on the floor so close taking pictures. LOL! I think everybody enjoyed it way too much! So they threw me a surprise birthday party on my 39th and had another stripper there. Even worse when you are the center of attention. Merci hid in the background. I can’t remember his name but I remember his ….
I’m upset I missed out on your birthday party? Go Mandingo!