Members of 'The Cliterati' are feisty women who love sex and aren't afraid to admit it. Whatever they do, whether alone or with a partner (or several), they throw themselves into. Cliterati girls don't worry about whether they look OK naked. They know that if they're there and naked, the person they're with is too busy thinking about the debauched activity going on to notice a bit of cellulite.
Forget faking it - Cliterati girls do the job themselves if their partner isn't pushing the right buttons - but they make sure their partner has a good view so that they can learn from the experience. They know what they like because they've been masturbating regularly for years.
Cliterati girls set their own boundaries; who cares what everyone else is doing? If they want to try something new, they'll do it because they've decided it's a good idea, not because some magazine tells them to. But they are always prepared to push their own boundaries, although they never force their ideas on anyone else, whether partner or friend. They accept that sexuality is a personal thing and just 'cos something might push their buttons, it doesn't mean that it will push anyone else's.
Cliterati girls aren't afraid of making the first move but know how to flirt, for when they feel like being seduced.
The Cliterati always practice safe sex, to protect themselves and their partners. They've got enough self esteem to refuse sex if it's unsafe.
Cliterati girls know that there's a difference between fucking and making love and know that both can have good points.
Cliterati girls might sleep with loads of people. They might be virgins. They might be married and monogamous. They can be straight, lesbian, bi or whatever. But they know who they are, they love their sexual side and they don't give a damn who knows.
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NEW YORK -- I just love this city! In the lobby of my aunt's convent hangs an American flag composed of handprints. Outside, the Stars and Stripes flies proudly on buildings, on cars and on shoulders of dozens of people. Downstairs, Reverend Francis Buu invites parishioners in perfect English to "Let's Celebrate" and closes the Mass with "Have a Nice Day" but everything in between is a lesson in patient listening. Some regulars write it off to a speech impediment but it might also be the quality of the English course available to him when he was learning a second language in Vietnam.
