Posted by hpage on December 16th, 2008
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With Christmas just around the corner, many out there are wondering whether they’ve been naughty or nice this year. Holly and Jason are tackling the issues that Santa just won’t touch, to give you a heads up on whether you should expect delightful presents under your tree or a lump of coal in your stocking.
Happy Endings: Holly Says
In nearly every neighborhood in San Francisco, you can find dimly lit massage parlors with names like “Moonlit Garden” and “Lotus Delight,” complete with a neon “open” sign and covered windows. They exude mystery and foreboding, unlike the tranquil, well-lit, high-priced spas that the city is also peppered with. It is hard to imagine that these seedy establishments can deliver a “happy ending,” but indeed they hold that promise.
As a woman, I’m sure the “Dragonfly Parlor” can’t service me as well as its male clientele. Further, I don’t understand the appeal. A romp with a prostitute in a dirty motel room seems more intimate than a handjob from an elderly Asian woman on a massage table. But perhaps it is the efficiency and sterility that makes the happy ending; it’s the like 7-11 of getting off. As far as I’m concerned, that’s why cell phones vibrate, but to each their own.
My gender-bias about the happy ending handjob aside, here’s how I think Santa would weigh in on the happy ending:
Happy endings are nice if . . .
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You’re single. If you’re a single dude getting an HJ at a parlor over your lunch break, it’s probably safer and less complicated than any other orgasmic experience with another person could be.
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It was a gift. If your woman is so kind and open-minded as to give the gift that keeps on stroking, then it sounds like you can have a happy ending and a happily ever after, too. Oh, and if your girlfriend or wife does get you a handjob as a gift, do pamper her with a trip to a day spa.
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You have an agreement. If you and your partner agree that a parlor is the best place to get a little extra stimulation on the side, then you don’t need Santa’s approval.
Happy endings are naughty if:
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You’re deceitful. Both Santa and your mother told you that lying is wrong. If your happy ending puts another’s happiness at risk because you’re being deceitful, that is just downright naughty. And not in a good way.
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You’re there when it’s raided. If you’re at a parlor when it’s raided, then you have a lot more to worry about than not getting presents this year.
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You don’t tip well. I support tipping well for any service, but certainly anything below the waist. I overtip my bikini waxer; you should overtip the first-generation immigrant who just wanked your weener.
Posted by hpage on December 15th, 2008
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Well, I’m finally getting over my case of the bah humbugs, just in time to head to New England to celebrate the holidays. Not in time, however, to add anything to the discussion on sexy gift ideas. Gift-giving guides have been posting since November, and I feel a little bit late to the party. But [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 12th, 2008
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Twilight is apparently all the rage, and while I have about zero interest in reading the books or seeing the movie (I like to be un-hip like that), the very thought of adolescent vampires gets me excited. Really, vampires are the sexiest of all the undead. They are beautiful, pale with plump red lips, and [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 11th, 2008
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Van Morrison said that girls get “dressed up for each other,” and never does that feel more real than when I get all dolled up to go out and Jason doesn’t notice. It is infinitely more baffling, though, when he finds me ravenously sexy in the morning. Maybe it’s the vulnerability or the naturalness of [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 10th, 2008
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As a married woman, I appreciate any alone time I get. When my husband has to go out of town, I relish all the new possibilities my time alone in the house brings. Sure, the possibility of relationship paranoia or an attack by a bearded rapist go up, but it’s a risk I’m willing to [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 9th, 2008
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I was doing some “lady gardening” the other day when I made a terrible mistake. Now I have a huge bald spot in the middle of my Bermuda triangle. In a moment of sheer panic, I weighed my options regarding what one should with a botched trim job of this magnitude.
The Combover. My first thought, [...]
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Posted by stedman on December 9th, 2008
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As a boy, Saturday mornings held so much promise and excitement. I remember waking up and running to watch my favorite cartoons. I would sit in front of the TV in my feet pajamas and watch for hours. My favorite was toss up between the original He-Man and Transformers. Of course, in later years, I [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 8th, 2008
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I’d like to consider myself a hip and independent wife, but I am not immune to losing my shit. Unfortunately, due to my inherently paranoid nature, I can go from normal to crazy faster than a Ferrari can get to 60 mph. The most recent incident happened over the weekend, when my husband was on [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 6th, 2008
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It’s December, so that means that in addition to the general holiday cheer, ’tis also the season of best-of lists, like the best male nude scenes and best female nude scenes of 2008. This year, it’s the geeks that have gotten me all hot and bothered. There were so many cute guys in smarty pants [...]
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Posted by hpage on December 4th, 2008
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Last week I mused about how difficult it is to have sex on Thanksgiving, and it got me wondering if we can ever really have it all when it comes to bodily pleasures. George Costanza, in Seinfeld, also dared to ask if he could have it all: “Food and sex, those are my two passions. [...]
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