I may have started “me time“ early in life, but I never had a toy. I had a sex toy party in the fall of 2010. I purchased Platinum Pete. My boyfriend at the time, Barry, was not thrilled about my purchase. He felt threatened by it. I was told to not open the box and leave it under my bed.
I broke up with Barry in late spring 2011. Two days later, I opened that box under my bed. I was definitely missing out on extracurricular activities. Three days later, I had an old flame come over the house to cheer me up. Colt and I had been an on and off again relationship. Colt was more than happy to use Platinum Pete on me as foreplay. He was always up for anything, anywhere, anytime. I loved that about him.
I started using Platinum Pete in May. My girl friends always knew why I was running late if I said, “I ended up taking a longer shower then expected.” Waterproof toys make a huge difference. The only place you can get privacy with a locked door is the bathroom when you have a loft. It was the week of my birthday in December. I was having “me time“ in the shower. The worst possible thing happened before I could finish. Platinum Pete died. He made the saddest noise. I clearly wore him the fuck out. Ha.
Every woman should own a B.O.B. (Battery Operated Boyfriend)
R.I.P. Platinum Pete May 2011-Dec 2011