Read about a story of one sister who was too embarrassed to purchase the Hitachi Magic Wand.

Have you ever been in one of those dilemmas where you feel damned if you do, and damned if you don’t? Well, that’s the position I am in right now. I am thirty and have had to go back to live with my parents following my divorce. Hey, I never wanted to be in this position, but I have no choice.

Anyway, I have a younger sister, Jessica, who is only eighteen. My mom had her later in life, when she thought she was going through menopause, and so she came as something of a surprise to all of us. I was twelve, and my mom was forty two. Anyway, Jessica told me a secret yesterday and I really don’t know what to do about it. You see the secret is that she is lesbian. Now that does not bother me at all, but mom and dad are extremely traditional and had always thought that Jess would be the one to supply them with the big white wedding, swiftly followed by grandkids, as I had obviously disappointed them in that direction. My ex-wife and I got married when we were on vacation in Vegas, and so none of our families were there, and I had not produced any grandchildren.

Jess has told me that she has a girlfriend and that she has to go over to her house for them to have any ‘private’ time. I wasn’t too sure why she was telling me that to be honest, until she said, “I want you to order something for me. Mom and dad won’t think anything of you having a parcel delivered, but they still question me as if I was still eight years old,” she moaned.

“Well whatever it is, can’t you have it delivered to your girlfriend’s house?” I asked.
“She’s in the same position as me, although her parent’s know that she’s with a girl, they don’t really want to acknowledge it. They still open all her mail, so you are the only one I can turn to.”

I knew it was time to give in; after all, I never could resist my sister’s ‘puppy-dog’ eyes when she asked for something. “Okay, okay, what do you want?” I asked.
“I want you to order me a vibrator. I’ve seen one called the Hitachi Magic Wand, and if anyone does find it, it also looks like a massager, so hopefully there won’t be a problem.” She begged with that pleading look in her eyes. “So what’s so special about this Hitachi Wand?” I asked. “Can’t you just go buy a vibrator from a sex store?” “Pleeease,” she begged; so here I am, paying for a vibrator I don’t want or need, and just to keep my little sis happy. Some things never change, do they?