Occasionally I like to live in the delusion that I am an empowered modern woman, I use power tools, I can fix a flat tire, and can weld up a storm without breaking a nail, but then a day like today happens and I realize I have a lot to learn.
I was apparently a little distracted this morning and I left my sex toys in the shower. Now I didn’t realize this until this afternoon, and I am positive my roommate (a male) has seen them.
My mind is telling me that there is no reason to be embarrassed, that he has porn magazines, and really masturbating is masturbating. It doesn’t matter if you use your hand or a vibrator. He gets his release with his own hands; I can’t get satisfaction manually so I have help. No biggie. We are all adults here. But I hate to say that I am embarrassed. I know that he would never bring it up in conversation, but if he did I would hope it would go something like this:
“So Ludy, I see you forgot something in the shower. Hee hee”
“Yes I left my vibrator and dildo in the bathroom, I am very sorry if it bothers you, I will make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
But in reality it would go something like this:
“So Ludy, I saw something……”
He, not being able to finish, because I run red faced into the darkness