…which is apparently the new black, or pink, if you will. This week’s SF Chronicle column is Dude, Where’s My G-Spot? and I think you’ll like this one… Snip:
OK, so I was at NOPA last night drinking a delicious absinthe cocktail, and my male companion said something rude, so I left. I was angry: I packed up my pussy and went home, and yes, I know should not have been driving after a cocktail. But when I woke up the next morning, I could find only my keys.
I spent the afternoon wandering around the Castro trying to find where I parked my G-spot. Only to discover that when I got home, some Italian researchers had told the press that I might not have even had one in the first place. How the hell did I get home?
Full disclosure: I just wrote a book called The Smart Girl’s Guide to the G-Spot (see also tinynibbles.com/gspot), with fresh facts — and it’s a take-no-prisoners, hold the granola guide to the fact that every single biological female has a G-spot (and how to have fun with it).
So why the new controversy about the G-spot?
Perhaps because in Italy last week, someone did some G-spot spelunking using the “two hands and a flashlight” method. The BBC reported:
“The latest research, published in the Journal of Sexual Medicine, was carried out (by) the Dr. Emmanuele Jannini at the University of L’Aquila, and involved just 20 women.Ultrasound was used to measure the size and shape of the tissue beyond the ‘front’ wall of the vagina, often suggested as the location of the G-spot. In the nine women who reported being able to achieve vaginal orgasm, the tissues between the vagina and the urethra — which carries urine out of the body — were on average thicker than in the 11 women who could not reach orgasm this way. Dr Jannini said: “For the first time, it is possible to determine by a simple, rapid and inexpensive method if a woman has got a G-spot or not.”
Reading this reminded me of the good old days of Plato’s wandering uterus. Remember those? Good times. Mine always wanders back, like a raccoon in the Haight that remembers where you used to set out the cat food. (…)
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I don’t have one!
But to be fair, my vagina isn’t natural, and the materials used for it weren’t really meant for sensitivity. ^.^
“G-spot spelunking using the “two hands and a flashlight” method.”
Sounds fun! I think my flashlight’s in my bottom drawer.
The G-spot *is* elusive — it eludes those people who, for reasons of manners, attitude, or hygeine, never get close to women’s reproductive/recreational bits in the first place.
You know, I’ve been following your blog and podcast for a while, I’ve tested and enjoyed a lot of what you talk about here, there, and in books etc.. I know you’re right. As such, it annoys the crap out of me that people are still debating this stuff. Why is it so difficult to just go, get some luvin’ and get off? Go, you Italian researchers, you, and get what’s coming!
This is weird. Very weird. Why is this even an argument? Any anatomist worth his salt could settle the matter very plainly in a week or so. It beggars the imagination that in our age of neurotransmitters, protein folding and stem cells such a rudimentary matter of anatomy remains under discussion.