Indulge Me

I’ll be off on vacation for a few days, and so am preparing a few extra blog posts in case I don’t get around to the daily prompt.

I was making a comment to someone else in a text today when I suddenly remembered something from my days in Catholic grade school. One of the nuns told us that, in order to build up wealth in Heaven (and I don’t know how capitalistic they can be without physical forms, but I digress), we should say “ejaculations.” What they meant by this was short phrases, such as, “St. Peter, watch over me,” or “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, pray for me.”

When we hit puberty this exhortation elicited many giggles from some of us, since hormones made us aware of another kind of ejaculation. And today it occurred to me that this may have prepared a few women to get vocal when, after having boring Catholic sex lives with Catholic boyfriends and Catholic husbands, they may have experienced their first real orgasm with a vibrator. Suddenly, the ejaculation, “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!” would have a better context and more meaning.

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