There’s no way to put this elegantly: It really sucks when your rabbi finds your vibrator. Don’t believe us? Then believe Sarah Tuttle-Singer, who just gave us the whole down and dirty story.
You won’t want to miss this latest piece from Kveller. Here’s a sneak peak:
I do not have a pen in my bedside drawer. Nor do I have paper.
Instead, I have a bottle of K-Y Jelly, enough Trojans to take over Troy, and my neon purple iRabbit vibrator.
Read the rest here.