July 10, 2012
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So here we are again with another edition of The Quickie. This week Ariel, of Ken and Ariel fame, a woman who possesses voracious appetite for the study of procreation, as well as expertise in all things ‘biblical,’ is our very enthusiastic subject. Take it away Ariel…
If someone decided to make a film based solely on your sex and dating life, what track would you choose for your theme song?
Fuck Me. Maybe, the Huey Mack remix of Call Me Maybe.
What’s the one thing in your “goody drawer” that you absolutely can’t live without?
Lube. Lube. Lube. Lube. LUBE! Did I say lube? And no, it has nothing to do with my plumbing, it’s all working fine down there. But there’s a good reason why there’s always long lines at Water Country, right?!? Wahoo!
Voyeur or Exhibitionist?
More of an exhibitionist voyeur – I like to watch porn with all the doors and windows open.
What’s the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you on a date?
Um, it his wasn’t technically a “date” per se, but I once hooked up with a possibly underage local on an island in the South Pacific. Then, he took me on his motorbike the next morning to meet the ENTIRE family – I’m talking grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins – that all lived on the same farm.
What is the first thing you would do if you woke up one morning and found you were the opposite sex? And what would worry you most about dating/being intimate with the opposite sex once you made the switch?
I would take a piss. EVERYWHERE. And my fear would be those three little words: Is that it?
What’s the top item on your sexual bucketlist?
Two superhot, bisexual male escorts that just went off the clock, a ginormous hotel suite with jacuzzi, and lots of accoutrements.
You’re on your death bed and the grim reaper takes pity on you, offering you a choice between spending 24 hours having the BEST sex of your life OR 365 more totally sexless (not even a dry hump!) and masturbation free days to live here on planet earth. Which would you choose?
Ooh, I’d so love to go out with a bang, but I’m a sentimental gal – I’d have a lot of loves to say goodbye to, not to mention numerous apologies! I want to get past the pearly gates, you know.
In three words or less describe your current sex life.
Lying. In. Wait.
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