Image of the luscious French Mina Model by NakedBy.
I’m back from a long work weekend, too many technical problems. I missed you a lot. Not blogging about sex just feels *wrong*. I have big plans for this website this month. Looks like I need a good, trustworthy WordPress template hacker to help me with a couple bugs. All the porn you can eat…
Isn’t she a pretty sight for monday?
Also, happy September: it’s my birthday month. And for my birthday, I’ve worked out a deal with Babeland to give *you* — my dear, lovely readers and overly articulate commenters and invisible crushes — presents. Once a week this month I’ll make up a contest and then pick winners and they’ll discreetly ship you superlative sex toys. My birthday — my rules! Good stuff, too. Stay tuned for more details :D
Oh, and it’s going to be another one of *those* months, I think — I read my horoscope, and am barricading the Blogger Bungalow here in SF with lube, laptop and batteries. To continue this senseless late night ramble, I’d just like to add that in cleaning my room this weekend I found a cockring in the most impossible strangest under-the-dressing bench corner of my room that one could possibly imagine finding a cockring. I glanced around for a hidden camera. I felt like an uber-pervy CSI fembot measuring out bullet trajectory, angle, force, launch scenario and airborne arc analysis, and trying to remember the last time one of those things might have gone flying… Will I find a chalk outline of *something else* under my bed!? Yikes.