My Dear SexFairy,
You are inappropriately named as SexFairy. For you are neither mythical as a Fairy, nor do you cater to only my sexuality. You are the nourishment of my soul.
Yesterday’s New York Times has an article about the “Benefits of Exuberance” where a study’s author is quoted as saying “But if you combine this adventurousness and curiosity with persistence and a sense that it’s not all about you, then you get the kind of creativity that benefits society as a whole.” It goes on to link out to a quiz called “The Well Quiz: How Adventurous Are You?” – [We both took the test. SexFairy got a 49 and I a 57] 
Two quotes from the movie A Dangerous Method were particularly notable to me.
- The first…When Jung tells Sabina that his love-making with his wife is “tender” she replies: “With me I want you to be ferocious; I want you to punish me.”
- Later she comments that “true sexuality demands the destruction of the ego.” Which is followed immediately by this wonderful belt spanking scene.
I note these seemingly disparate items as a summary of what’s perfect about us. We both want novelty and change in our lives. While we could do this apart, we are both freer to explore the world and ourselves, together. I am naturally ferocious with you, as you want me to be.
Every day is Valentines Day with you my SexFairy. Now come home so I can tie you to the banister and paddle your ass royally.
Eternally ours, Whitman.
Happy Birthday to Us!! What a fun year of blogging it’s been…thanks to everyone who’s been reading along. Happy Birthday to you, too! Now bend over!!
Speaking of unwrapping presents, EdenFantasys has a huge new selection of lingerie, including bra and panty sets. I love to wrap myself up like a present for Whitman to unwrap, spank, and then fuck. They’ve also got some great new sexy and romantic bath and body products. Time to get shopping, ladies (and gents)!!
I can gather some friends, pick up a pile of fattening / greasy / spicy food, all sit on some overstuffed couch in front of a large screen overpriced television set, and watch a bunch of men run around a field while smashing their bodies against each other and occasionally patting their buddie’s butts, aka the Super Bowl XVIIVLMX between some team and some other team.
