The Adventures of Naughty Miss Jones

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Apparently it’s not normal for an educated young woman from the suburbs to go into the sex toy business. I know this because when I, as an educated young woman from the suburbs, tell people what I do, they tend to look shocked, expressing their surprise with statements such as “How on earth did you …

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Christmas has a tendency to bring out my emotional side. I blame Love Actually. And Wham!. You will have to bear with me, dear reader, if this entry is a little less on the ‘sexy’ side and more on the ‘sentimental’. You see, last week all this emotion bought about an epiphany of sorts… I …

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Turns out you lot are a romantic bunch. Can we get a collective ‘awww…’. Over the past couple of weeks, a number of you who know my not-so-secret-identity have approached me asking ‘what happened to Jimmy?’ and ‘your meeting story was so good, I want to know what happened next?‘. Well, folks, you asked, and …

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You probably think by the title of this entry I’m going to write 400 glorious words on the importance of masturbation, right? Sorry folks, not this time. Instead, allow me to take your minds to a topic far closer to my heart. Lara Bingle. And, in particular, the cover of Famous magazine last week which …

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“We’re all going on a.. summer holiday. No more workin’ for a.. week or two” . That amazing song is extra amazing right now, cos its true. Tomorrow, I’m getting on a plane and flying to paradise for 2 weeks of sun, fun and Naughty Miss Jones style adventures with one of my favourite ladies. …

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Right now, I could really use a visit from my guardian angel. With some big decisions to make in all areas of my life, and an unusually quiet love life, I am finding myself analysing options (in true female form) for countless hours as I try and sleep each night. But in the absence of any …

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Some of my most favourite memories involve a man and a toy. A lot of my most favourite memories involve cheese and wine, but that’s irrelevant to the topic at hand. Given this position (the man one, not the cheese one), I’m always perplexed by ladies who declare when I tell them what I do …

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Last week, I bought a shiny new car. It’s small, girly, and a lovely shade of baby blue. I excitedly told a male friend about the best features the night of purchase (i.e. the light up vanity mirror for both driver and passenger, and the multiple cup holders). I expected him to respond with ‘manly’ questions …

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Men are very useful creatures. The ‘uses’ I talk of here are not of the sort usually detailed in my saucier posts, but extend to every area of life, including work, home, love, play and family. In particular, there are a number of men who fill roles in my life which could simply not be …

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