We visited our local women's "sex store" this weekend - a very good store staffed by friendly funky 20-somethings. I picked up several books on my wishlist from their book corner, including 2 ultimate guides by Violet Blue (those will take some time to pore over) and 2 books of collected fantasies (easier pickup reading)
Why didn't I read Nancy Friday's "My Secret Garden" 25 years ago when it first came out? Perhaps because I didn't define myself as the type of person who'd be interested? If so, I guess that's part of my problem.
Doglover
(And why did I choose this gender-free name which almost seems to imply I love my dog more than my H? Not the name an HDW would choose but, oh well, now I'm stuck with it. Please don't read too much into it. Perhaps some will think I'm into kinky sex )
There are many wise, empathetic and funny people here: you are my buddies - I'm grateful for your support.
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