I’m not sure how many can identify with me because I grew up in a small town in the midwest where a “good girl” didn’t have sexual desires. I had “dirty” thoughts and desires from a very early age, even before I knew it was called sex. I was fascinated with my body and would explore it under the covers. I was excited by the seduction of myself, lowering my panties, inch by inch, exploring the newly exposed skin, until my panties were around my thighs. I loved the feel and the way it made me feel down there.
Sex was not an open topic in my home or community, thus I grew up ashamed of my sexuality, going to great lengths to control it. Primarily, I got involved with the church. Ultimately, that proved unsuccessful and I gave that up too. Now, I embrace my sensual needs. I celebrate my femininity and encourage you to do so too, as long as you practice safe sex. Be who you are. Be true to yourself.
Much of Playgril is autobiographical. Like me, Alena turned to the church to protect her from sexual urges. She was even fearful of enjoying her husband too much. Who knew where it might lead if she unleashed her desires. Gradually she learns to let go of her inhibitions and fears and becomes the dynamic, sexual woman she was born to be. It’s a process, a journey. I’m still on that journey. I look forward to what tomorrow will teach me. How about you?
Hugs,
Regina
