Ack! (or, a highly shocking story)
 

Oh my god.... I just stumbled, completely inadvertently, into an Ann Summers party, and am now quite disturbed... I was feeling fed up and lonely and as far as I know, no one else is on my corridor at the moment, so I went next door to see what they were up to. BIG mistake! I didn't quite catch what my friend on the door said was going on, though I had heard muffled giggles through the wall earlier on, but was invited in my someone in the inner sanctum. What a sight greeted me... Ugh... I sat with them for about as long as I could handle, which was about 3 minutes, all the while feeling hugely embarassed and got out of there as soon as I could.... Thing is, I don't mind the shop, since I don't look at the kind of things they were playing with at this ann summers party.... In one word, Ann Summer's parties = wrong.....

I'm soooooo jealous!

Hmmm, I'm not too sure if you would have wanted to be there at the precise moment I was, but then I was more afraid of being forced to actively join in and that's what really made me scarper... I have my boundaries, particularly in public spheres, and that more than crossed them for me! Besides, ann summers parties are for girls only! ;)

Nobody can force you to do anything. If they do, it's a crime.

I know it's girls only. Which is why I want to go. No sausage.

What's a Ann Summers party?

HAHAHAHAHAH

Ninth

If that really isn't a joke, this is Ann Summers...

Temporary Scars, I know no one can force me to do anything I don't want to, but it made me feel pretty uncomfortable just observing for a short while, and didn't wish to partake... I'm also a third year while all the others were first years, so I would have looked even more of an old fogey if I had hung about and refused to participate (the woman running it kinda scared me too... rather too enthustastic...) Probably better I got out of there when I did...
Guessing it must be over now, because I can no longer hear anything next door... (thank goodness - could hear rather alot of giggling at times earlier...)

That's definetely not a joke. Why?

And the URL gives hints, but not enough. What do people do at these parties? Compare their toys?

Uh no...they demonstrate them.

Demonstrations? On each other? OK that's ridiculous. What a way to market a lesbian orgy. Or maybe I have misinterpreted 'demonstration.' Oh someone will correct me.

Nope, you got it right. Right in all it's sexiness! :9~

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Uh, I'm going to bed now. :Z

Ok, why do the vast majority of men seem to find that a turn on? (is it genetic or what?! Seriously, this has been baffling me for quite some time...)

Ugh! I've looked! Those scare me more than any surgical instruments I can think of *shudders*

I've never heard of Ann Summer until this thread came up.

Wait, let me get this straight:

You were invited into a room where other girls were using sex toys on each others, or maybe just on themselves in public view.

If your profile didn't mention "Female", I'd add "And then you woke up".

Crazy americans. And they say the french are perverted...

That's an easy one.

Woman engaged in sexual activity = sexy

2 women engaged in sexual activity = 2 times as sexy.

And so on. Simple arithmetics.

British, not American.

I don't quite understand British society. Sex has gone overnight from being a taboo subject to one that's on the high street :crazy:...

Heck, if I had heard the person who answered the door correctly, before being invited in, I would NOT have gone in! Wrong, wrong wrong dirtiness....
It was bad enough being able to hear the occasional noises coming through my wall and knowing what was going on in there * shudder*
I sincerely hope no one tries to organise anything like that for my 21st in a month's time.....

Not only that. But they're college students....I think...