The first time

The first time I did it was in the spare room downstairs. I'd been feeling sad and depressed for some months and it was calling to me, sitting there in the corner, waiting to start buzzing away.

I couldn't stop thinking about it. I knew other people did it and enjoyed it. Some people had positively recommended it for its benefits. But I was shy. Id never done anything like that before. I was scared I wouldn't know what to do, terrified other people might find out. I didn't know what it would lead to. I didn't want to get sucked in and involved.

However, one day I plucked up the courage and I did it sitting on the chair. My fingers hesitated over the button. I was aware of the heat coming off it, calling to me insistently. I could feel myself flushing with excitement and my breathing was becoming shallow until finally the desire was too strong and I switched it on.

The buzzing started, slowly at first and then louder. I could hardly contain myself as it burst into life. The warm heat began spreading through my body from the tips of my toes up to the top of my skull, making my skin tingle and flooding me with expectation. I was finally about to achieve my goal, the answers to so many questions that had been troubling me for so long...










... so I googled the words 'fussy bitch blog' and the rest, as they say, is history.