My first "It's the Thought That Counts"

So, in honor of popping this blog's virgin cherry, it seems appropriate to dress this post with sexual innuendo and taint it with my twisted humor. You can be squeamish as much as you'd like - it's all the more fun when you are.

Here's the thing - we've both talked about how many times there have been items we've wanted to buy for each other, but weren't able to. So in light of your more recent sexual revelations, I had the perfect idea. I thought of your trip to England this July, and pictured you wearing it. They're quite beautiful, in their own way, though you'd never catch me wearing one. At first, I thought I'd be manipulative, and make you promise to wear it, whatever it was, but then I thought you're not really wearing it, but inserting it. And that's a big difference. I'm pretty sure I'd never get you to promise me you'd "insert" an anonymous gift that was heading your way. In fact, I think it would've scared you to death, and rightly so. However, I couldn't bring myself to spend almost $100 on a gift that I KNEW would go unused. Therefor, all me to unveil the: "It's the Thought That Counts" blog post.

Yes, we finally have a place to share with each other all the gifts we never buy for each other, (or ourselves, lol) but wish we could! I unveil to you, your "gift" to use on your trip to England. It needs no explanation. You absolutely know why. (And perhaps, after your first experience, you'll reconsider this piece of jewelry as more of a safety precaution than a decoration.)

Exquisite Anal Jewelry

What?! I was being demure. I could have chosen this:

Love, your California Girl