Let’s first talk papayas. In many countries of the world, the papaya fruit is (especially when sliced in half for serving) symbolic of the human female anatomy. In many Spanish-speaking countries, the spoken term papaya is definitely slang for… let’s just say it- a woman’s pussy. In one or two of these countries, they don’t even call this fruit the papaya in mixed company, and instead refer to it as the fruta bomba.
I think this defeats the purpose, because every time I hear fruta bomba, it really brings greater attention to the term, as I’m literally reminded that they’ve consciously renamed it for a reason… their own silly reason. At least when I hear papaya, I’m reminded that the term has it’s original meaning, that of the delicious, juicy fruit… I mean, the one that comes from the tree.
Don’t see it? Let’s rotate that photo 90 degrees. By the way, I’m not sure why there are cherry tomatoes accompanying that larger fruit… maybe for scale?
So I haven’t sought permission to post their copyrighted cover image, but there is a book titled “She Comes First: The Thinking Man’s Guide to Pleasuring a Woman” (that’s a regular link, not an affiliate link) which prominently features a vertical papaya on its cover… without the cherry tomatoes, lol. Click on it and take a look, if you wish.
This volume seeks to educate men about the most outstanding ways of pleasuring a woman via the oral arts… although I think they’re overly limiting their audience, because never mind men… how many women even know that the human clitoris is not “a button”, but is a large, complex, wishbone-shaped organ winding throughout her anatomy, from her mons to within and beneath her entire labia majora… and so much more?!
This Thinking Man has always researched as much as possible of the erotic arts throughout his life, and had learned much of what was in this book already, from the anatomical lessons to the ummm… explicit pleasure-maximizing techniques for eating a sweet, juicy, delicious papaya.
However, this Thinking Man also solidly recognizes when a great book has this much information conveniently located inside one cover, and has owned this book on Kindle (ebook) for many years now- definitely for a number of years predating the rest of this story.
The Rest of the Story
Fast forward to three years ago in an eating and drinking establishment in Europe. I’m in the vicinity of their bar, roaming a bit to find a place to land and order a soft drink. I see a guy standing there with a softcover book in his hand. He’s speaking English, with a flow and accent identifying him as a fellow American. Wait, is that a papaya on the cover? Why, yes, it is!
So I meander over, and begin with, “Hey, I own that book on Kindle!”
We have been great friends since, and through the random vagaries of life and jobs he now somehow lives less than twenty miles from me… meaning that we now see each other for baseball games and lunches, more often than our previously only-while-in-Europe lunches and such.
Besides being a surprising way of beginning our friendship, I learned at that first bar-side conversation that his possession of said book was icebreaking in other ways, too, the ultimate conversation starter.
I now own a paperback copy.
Story Notes:
The above is the story.