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I turn on the radio, to find disappointedly nothing but slow jams playing. All of which are so sexual I have to stop listening. At this time of night, every radio station assumes the lovers in every city are all wrapped up tight in each others arms, “baby making”. Casually I pick up a novel flipping to a random page which coincidentally is the first of several pages of a steamy love scene in explicit detail. After skimming a few lewd lines I have to put the book down in a hurry before I begin to touch myself. That’s enough of that! Moving right along! I turn on the TV, surfing through commercial after inane commercial looking for anything to take my mind off of my inflamed pussy, thinking perhaps the history channel is “safe” it should be neutral territory, but within seconds a dark screen and a forbidding disclaimer “advising viewer discretion” appears followed by the program title “The history of sex” across the screen. Disbelieving my misfortune I turn off the TV and begin to put down the remote dejectedly but not before taking a second (or two) to evaluate its size, shape and possible merit as a tool to ... Læs hele novellen