Can't Stop Messing With The Danger Zone

Good Lord, I need to get laid. I'm starting to worry that I'm going to wake up one morning and find my clitoris* laying on the floor, the victim of a tragic onanistic accident, or even worse, rubbed clean off like a pencil eraser.

If only JJ had the proper equipment, I could stop searching for the perfect mate (or lay) and settle down. *sigh*

* Sorry to my readers who don't want to read in gory detail about my no-no zone. But did you know there isn't a decent synonym for clitoris? I'm not about to call it my "pink jelly bean".