Finding Nemo

All I remember is this impossibly tall mother of five staring at me while she cranked up the speed and intensity of the demo vibrator in her hands. (The thing had flashing lights and a clitoral stimulator in the shape of a small woodland creature, I swear.) She was saying something like: "Can you feel your clitoris now?"

And all my blueberry port-addled brain could think was: "This is not what I expected, but I like it!"

More later ... I promise!