How fascinating. I suppose this is where I should ask what you were studying and about how terrible it was dating a commitment hating Englishman, so that it either made you turn to women or buzzy toys (or both, which is brilliant), or drink yourself silly and swear off men and relationships forever.
And I would ask all those things, except I can't be arsed while I'm entering this address into my phone list of possibilities.
And no, I don't deal in those sorts of toys. Pity, really.