Sex & the single ball.

If I can get through my preamble, the title (SEX) will become apparent and appreciated by any who have come across this phenomenon.

Any time you put a bunch of women together, you can expect the unexpected. We all have very different characters, are of very great age differences, from varied backgrounds and we all have very distinct quirks which need to be tamed in the public forum. Without naming names, there is the shy one, the prude, the extrovert, the eagle-eye, the butterfly, the clown, etc. We try very hard not to let these qualities surface, but sometimes, just sometimes, it becomes very difficult...

We love our customers to pieces, and frankly, can't understand why some shops would turn their noses up at these people. The most impressive are those who don't bother to hide their innermost feelings, especially about sex.

Today, we received a wonderful shipment of our signature niche - the ODD-BALLS. Upon arrival, utter restraint must be maintained not to jump up and hug the Purolator delivery guy (and he knows it, too). Then, with unrestrained anticipation, the scissors are found and the boxes opened. The moaning begins almost immediately, then the rocking back on one's heels, the starry gaze settles on the faces of the beholders, followed immediately by a tentative carress of the uppermost balls. The gentlest of touch as a ball is lifted slowly to the neck, allowing it to slide lovingly along the quivering pulse, comparing the sensation to the last ball to follow the path and already looking forward to the next one ... then, the fantasies truly begin, as the fingers begin to tingle and dreamy pictures of flowing colours swirl into gauzy, lacy, cuddly concoctions to soothe the soul...

We have all been guilty of these actions and thoughts, regardless of our otherwise well-hidden foibles, but the best part has always been - watching the customers do the same thing! There is nothing more enjoyable than sharing our passion with others who feel the same way : )

Sweet dreams...