Panocha, pepa, coño, even vagina, I don’t understand vagina is the cavity isn’t it? Not the whole thing, the external part is called vulva, too medical. Well… the dilemma is I don’t know how to call my…my…ok let’s try in English, that is easy Pussy, pussy is kinda cute or sounds cute because is not my language? It takes out the embarrassment of calling one’s genitals.

I have tons of things unsolved, this is just one. Anyway, I am still searching for a good name, a way to call it. Men have it easier I think, it simpler. But, we have buttons, flesh, caves, it is just too much to simplify in a name.

Naming Billy was easy, it is pink and use two AA batteries, and it is waterproof. When I saw it for the first time his name popped in my head. We have a short but fun history. When I got it, he didn’t say anything, it was understood that a third party in our relationship only would bring more excitement, and it did. He had no time or energy to feel threaten. It is so stupid to feel threaten by a piece of plastic, who has time? Or energy for that?

I was talking (chatting to be precise) with an e-acquaintance , if I could hear his voice I promise would sound like a scratchy little string, he could not believe it, his whole world was crumbling before his eyes. He could not get himself together, he would prefer me to tell him lies, sweet little lies, as the song goes. My statement to finishing up out of pity -Yes!, women as angelical, maternal and delicate as we look, we do masturbate. He after a long silence asked, - I don’t understand, if you have a boyfriend, why do you have a vibrator?. Without a name for IT yet and energy to reply I left the conversation.