These balls are the leading cause of one of my husband's favorite stories of our trip to Paris this summer. We bought them at my request not long before our trip because I thought they might be fun for me to wear them for a while when we're out and about (here or abroad), and then come home and have fun once I'm all hot and bothered.

So we tried them once here on a trip to the mall, but I thought that my husband didn't insert them deep enough. They felt like they were going to come out constantly, and it was uncomfortable to sit down once they had dropped. Darn gravity!

So we packed them for our trip, and he inserted them before we left for a show at the Crazy Horse cabaret. Where better to wear them than to a show full of beautiful, sexy women dancing and stripping to erotic music? So we left our rented flat, walked down 6 flights of circular stairs (this is Paris, after all), walked 2 blocks to the Métro, went down the escalator, through the turnstiles, down the hallway to the platform, and then took the Métro to the station nearest to the Crazy Horse.

The entire trip was excruciating because with every step I could feel the balls dropping centimeter by centimeter. I had a dress on, with a thong, so it was not exactly a lot of support compared to regular panties. I got off the Métro, walked down the long, long hallway tunnel towards the exit, all the while squeezing my husband's hand, as if by squeezing his hand, it would somehow keep the balls in. He said every step I took, I squeezed harder. Did I mention the hallway was long? It seemed like a mile in this situation! We finally got to the end, and there was, of course, another stairway to climb up to get to street level. My husband said he thought that they were for sure going to come exploding out around the thong and go bouncing down the metro station steps (to my extreme horror). I was clenching as hard as I possibly could.

So we did finally make it around the block to the Crazy Horse, where I immediately made a beeline to the WC to resituate them, but to no avail. They just don't seem to stay in for me. I don't blame it on the balls, as it appears that many women can wear them and don't have any issues. I have had 2 children, so perhaps that has something to do with it. Of all the toys we've bought, this is really the only item that doesn't seem to work for me, so in the scheme of things, that's not bad. I will use them again, perhaps just around the house where it's not quite as important whether they stay put or not. My husband enjoys putting them in my mouth once I've been wearing them, so there's definitely some good value to them!