09 July 2009

TMI Thursday - Dubious Treasures

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So... I'm sorry but we have to go back to the recon and salvage mission earlier this week...

I was going through the drawers of the vanity that I brought home. In the debris, there was a piece of jewelry that I hadn't seen in YEARS. It was a ring. It's a silver ring with what I think is a moonstone in it. It was once the property of my very first "real" boyfriend Easy E. I am going to try to polish it up and I may wear it.

Now, I hear you wondering "and how is this TMI...?" Well... back when I first started dating Easy E, I was at an age when I still cared about my "reputation" and didn't want to be "easy" and so Easy E had to wait a long, long time to get his peen anywhere near any of my orifices. However, I was not adverse to other forms of heavy petting and so one day we were all hot and heavy and finished up doing a very modified mattress mambo and went about doing what we were doing when Easy E noticed that his ring was missing. We looked all around... no ring.... We couldn't figure out where the ring could be. A couple of hours later, I was back at home and went to use the restroom. I did what I needed to do and was about to pull myself back together when I saw a silver flash...in.my.panties.

The sun came over the mountain for young MsDarkstar and it dawned on her what had happened. Apparently, when things got... well... slippery in the nether regions, the ring had come off.... and stayed stuck for a while.... *ahem*

So, there you have it... I've got a ring that I was quite*ahem* attached to which I hope can be shined up and worn. A dubious bit of nostalgia and the glory days of young lust.

3 comments:

LiLu said...

Hmmm... gives new meaning to "The Ring" down there, huh? Not as good birth control, probably...

Zan said...

Ha! Well, at least he didn't realize where it was and try to dig it out!

Blasé said...

Just noticed this post...

Damn, that's what I call 'getting wet'

I no longer wear a wedding ring (for many years), but if I did and had trouble trying to take it off...I now know where to lubricate it...(not yours of course, SB's).