Sophie Turner learned something from Game of Thrones during her formative years.
The actress, who first auditioned for the show at age 12 and has grown up on the series as Sansa Stark, told the U.K.’s Sunday Times that the massive HBO hit was her “sex education.”
“I’d be doing a read-through and we’d be talking about very graphic stuff,” she said in the new interview. “The first time I ever found out about oral sex was from reading the script. I was like … ‘Wow! People do that? That’s fascinating!’ … I guess that was my sex education. Being on Game of Thrones.”
I’m still hoping she marries her brother/cousin, Jon Snow.
I’m bad at turning off the realities of the real world, even when I’m horny. I watch porn with a critical eye, which isn’t a bad thing. Most of us could probably stand to hold ourselves to higher standards when it comes to porn consumption. But it got to a point where I couldn’t even enjoy the porn I watched. I’ve had orgasms ruined because as I got close—surprise!—the person I was watching got a cumshot to the face. For some people, that might come as a pleasant surprise. I am not one of them.
Rather than masturbating, I’d sit there with my Hitachi between my legs thinking things like, “Oh, I hope she wanted to do that,” or, “They do not look like they’re having a good time.”
With animated porn, you don’t have to worry about those things. Why? Because, again, they’re not real people!
If I stare at that GIF any longer I’m going to have seizures.
Given that the black envelope didn’t give a lot of detail, I thought I’d go to the website and find out more about the vibe. So I held down the buttons on the side to turn it off… and nothing happened. The thing kept buzzing away like nobody’s business. I kept pressing and holding down various buttons with the main result being that not only would it not turn off, it wouldn’t change patterns or reduce in its intensity. It just stayed on. And on. And on.
I found myself sitting in my office holding an out-of-control vibrator wondering what the hell I was going to do. Sex toys aren’t supposed to be clingy but this one was like a first date that suddenly starts repeatedly shouting “Sex now?” in your ear at the restaurant and then it follows you home and bangs incessantly on your door until the neighbours complain.
I put it on the floor of the office and started Googling “What to do when your vibrator gets stuck” but I couldn’t concentrate on the various funny ER stories that came up thanks to Mr. Wobuffet and his determined buzzing. I figured I was just going to have to hide it under a pillow in another room until it ran out of batteries… but then I hesitated. What it if was seriously malfunctioning and caught fire? How would I explain that to the beefy, handsome and hopefully half-dressed firemen that would turn up as the inevitable result of a vibrator explosion?
Haha, I’ve had that happen to me before. Not being able to turn off a vibrator is the worst, especially when you’re trying to be discreet.
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