The other day I was walking around the shops. Not being one to stifle my curiosity, I stumbled into a business premise that focuses on procreation. It’s not so much the formal education of the process but the emphasis on lustful, salacious and puerile intent, either in oneself or one’s spouse for the consequential act of procreation.
An array of interesting goods were presented. It’s quite primitive but the idea seems to be that by looking at one person who is of lustful intent this will somehow be instilled in the viewer; so if I look at a postman long enough I too will want to post letters, one supposes. Anyway, this disposition transference is done through pictures and film. On the shelves was an entire film dedicated to the procreative process – how inventive. It turns out a number of these films have been made and continue to be made.
Astoundingly, a rather large section of the display area was dedicated to anti-conception devices. How odd: turning a husband’s attention to nether matters and then removing the entire raison d’être seems to be illogical. One such device is a sheath that fits over the husband’s erect manhood. A very popular seller, I’m assured. The idea is that with a sheathed arousal the husband will indulge in coitus with his spouse and then withdraw. Any hope of conception is thus lost. Perhaps it is a practice run. Subsequent to this he removes the said sheath, enters into coitus again, achieves crisis and thus concludes his sole contribution to mankind – another child in an overpopulated world.
One device that held my attention was a rubber ring with a contraption on it. The contraption vibrates – how novel. It’s new on the market but I suspect the manufacturers have not fully understood what they were making. The ring, although rubber, is too large to wear on one’s ring-finger; it’s also uncomfortably tight on the wrist. I suspect with time the design will change; it’s always nice to anticipate new fashion trends.
I bought such a ringed device; my lady friend was impressed by the colour and design. I’m not a fool entirely, I know what shop I was in – I shall keep this aside for that time, say about 3 years from the wedding date when we decide to ‘start a family’ and the demands of that necessary but unspoken act might be facilitated by this novelty.
An array of interesting goods were presented. It’s quite primitive but the idea seems to be that by looking at one person who is of lustful intent this will somehow be instilled in the viewer; so if I look at a postman long enough I too will want to post letters, one supposes. Anyway, this disposition transference is done through pictures and film. On the shelves was an entire film dedicated to the procreative process – how inventive. It turns out a number of these films have been made and continue to be made.
Astoundingly, a rather large section of the display area was dedicated to anti-conception devices. How odd: turning a husband’s attention to nether matters and then removing the entire raison d’être seems to be illogical. One such device is a sheath that fits over the husband’s erect manhood. A very popular seller, I’m assured. The idea is that with a sheathed arousal the husband will indulge in coitus with his spouse and then withdraw. Any hope of conception is thus lost. Perhaps it is a practice run. Subsequent to this he removes the said sheath, enters into coitus again, achieves crisis and thus concludes his sole contribution to mankind – another child in an overpopulated world.
One device that held my attention was a rubber ring with a contraption on it. The contraption vibrates – how novel. It’s new on the market but I suspect the manufacturers have not fully understood what they were making. The ring, although rubber, is too large to wear on one’s ring-finger; it’s also uncomfortably tight on the wrist. I suspect with time the design will change; it’s always nice to anticipate new fashion trends.
I bought such a ringed device; my lady friend was impressed by the colour and design. I’m not a fool entirely, I know what shop I was in – I shall keep this aside for that time, say about 3 years from the wedding date when we decide to ‘start a family’ and the demands of that necessary but unspoken act might be facilitated by this novelty.
- Mark van Vuuren
