Okay, let’s talk about being classless. If you don’t like the smell of the fish, don’t go fishing. You know before you even go to the pond that it will smell and you don’t have to stick your head under the water to figure that out.

So for those who don’t know -- coochie has an odor. Consider it to be the (semi)necessary evil. For some guys the stronger, or more natural, the better. For others this couldn’t be further from the ideal. In fact, soaking for a day in bleach and Victoria’s Secret may not be quite long enough for a few very particular men.

Now if she truly has an overwhelming reek seeping out, you can smell that stench without rubbing her down and sniffing your fingers. I can understand checking for anything out of place but the finger check isn’t the method. There is no subtle/cool/unsuspecting way to do it, so don’t.

I have come to believe that sniffing your food before eating it is just tacky. This remains true even when you are eating at the Y.

There are preparations that you take before you eat foods you know have naturally unpleasant odors. WASH IT. Further, if you think it’s bad or spoiled and will make you sick throw the shit away (i.e. don’t eat it!).

If it’s going to get you sick one way, it will likely get you sick another. I don’t quite get guys who are eager to f*ck someone (unprotected even) yet draw the line at eating it. Getting a tummy ache from digesting the skank is better than getting some nasty bacteria all over your dick which will eventually find its way into your blood steam.

Neither of the above scenerios is pleasant. But one seems to have a stronger consequence than another. If you can put your health on the line for it, certainly you can bare to smell it.


~Nicee *L. Nicole
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