So, this is where I can spill it; a place where everybody is so covered in dirt that we're all pristine. What did you do today?Practiced some harmonica, did a little jiu-jitsu, oh, and put the finishing touches on a couple of sex toys that I plan on abusing the hell out of this weekend when my girl gets into town.Seriously, you should see this section of my wall. If you didn't know what everything was used for, you'd think I stole a slice of medieval armory from the local museum. The internet is fantastic for online tutorials, and the hardware store is great for supplies. I guess that's pretty mundane for any readers, though. What makes it funny is that my local friends think me something of a prude. If they only knew that I got hard every time I imagined leashing my girl and cracking a strap across her ass. Wasn't my idea. At first, none of it was. I didn't even know it would be a turn on for me. I was just trying to keep up and keep her happy. I guess habits have a way of growing on you. Growing, and multplying, and spreading, like a wonderful disease. Well, this weekend, we're going to see of what exactly we're both capable.For posterity, next time I must use bolts instead of screws, and a thicker-gauged metal. Let ya know how it goes!
So, this is where I can spill it; a place where everybody is so covered in dirt that we're a
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