I want to create an army of sexually confident women.
I have already gotten started.
I cannot be stopped.
One woman at a time, I will encourage, entertain and educate. I will scream, if necessary, over the voices of a culture that tells her that she’s too round, to flat, too wrinkled, too droopy, too frigid, too thin, too hairy, too stiff, too clueless to be a sex goddess.
We are the daughters of Chavah. We are the vessels of LIFE.
It’s time we started seeing ourselves clearly.
I’ve been seeking an outlet for this need for years. I’ve told my husband, “When I grow up, I want to be a sex therapist.” I have listened, counseled and encouraged any woman bold enough to share with me her concerns and experiences. Yes, I have been the “pervy friend” that can be called when sex goes terribly, terribly wrong. Or, for that matter, when it goes deliciously right.
I want to be more than that. I want to know that I know that I KNOW that the advice I offer is good, and right.
And, for the good of myself, my marriage and my family, I recently found myself in need of a part-time, evening and weekend job. But said family comes first, and the idea of bowing to a restaurant or bar staff schedule seemed frustrating. I like control. So, my husband suggested a home-based business.
I had sworn off of those years ago. But the TYPE of business he suggested intrigued me, because I realized that it was a step toward living my dream. I COULD change womens’ lives. Lots of women. Starting now.
So, I jumped online and researched every romance product home party plan company in existence. There are a LOT. And most of them scarred me. I’ll never be the same, but that might be a good thing. I found just one company that spoke to me. Pure Romance focuses on womens’ health and sexual education, and my “ICKY” alarm remained silent in the face of their subdued, classy style. They partner with a graduate school to provide incredible training to their consultants. I would truly be able to help women.
I signed up, bought lots of lotions, lubricants and accessories, and got started. My business launch weekend is behind me, and the future is looking great.
My guests said, “You were born for this.” and “I know I feel better about myself in general after your party last night.” They told me that they had learned important things about their bodies, that they hadn’t understood, before. Without fail, they said that their husbands liked what they brought home. I cried. It was snotty, and somehow beautiful.
And what’s my husband’s take on it? He thinks that the men will be grateful, too. “Unless he’s the ultimate sexual explorer, he’s not going to know what she likes. Sexual self knowledge shouldn’t be treated like pirate’s treasure she’s hiding. For men, having a partner who understands her own body just might just give him permission to move beyond the, ‘uh, uh, uh, UH.’ It will challenge him to be more.”
When I mentioned the fear of offending their partners that some women display, he advised their men to buck up and deal, “If you’re afraid that a toy will be a better lover than you are, then maybe it’s time to become a better lover.”
So, I’m going to educate women about their bodies, help them to be safe, and to become the sex goddesses they were intended to be. They will go home and teach their men to become better lovers. I see no downside, here.
I do house calls. Parties, to be exact. Adult women only.
I am coming to a house near you, and my car will fly, if necessary. Because you see, like the Blues Brothers, I “AM ON A MISSION FROM GOD.”
PS—you can check out my new business website at: http://amberdawnmccall.pureromance.com