Inappropiate thoughts from my trip

The honor bar at the resort included an "intimacy kit."  My last trip had one, as well, but this one included a sticker that outlined the contents (I've been speculating about that for months.)  The charge for the kit is $8; the contents include 2 condoms, 2 personal cleansing wipes and a packet of lubricating jelly.  At $4 per condom, the sex better be good enough that no lubricating jelly is needed, if you ask me.

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The best way to get over any curiosity about whether an "entertainment for women" magazine is really worth the $5.99 newsstand price is to purchase it at a remote airport when you know there is no chance of seeing anyone you know.  I don't give a damn if the dude at the newsstand thinks I'm a perv, since I never plan to fly through that airport again.

BTW, totally not worth the money.  I was better off waiting until I got to a larger airport and getting something from the "erotica" section of the bookstore.  The pictures were good to look at, but there was not nearly enough in the way of columns or fiction, and the magazine was way too skimpy to justify the cost.

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The fact that I even considered taking up a meeting attendee on his offer to go out to In and Out Burger after our bistro dinner (since "bistro" usually means "not enough food to fill your hollow tooth") is probably an indication that the remark in my review about appropriate interaction was right on.