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Sex Therapy

Therapy, therapy, therapy.

Mr Married Man’s having marriage counselling. So, he has his therapy. It’s not blooming cheap either!

I decided I deserve some therapy too. *cough* at his expense.

Sex therapy.

Oh, Ann Summers. How you have done well out of me this week. I also love that you then send the discount codes after I made the two orders. Further tempting me to buy more, just because you know I can’t resist. Sex therapy, and retail therapy in one.

If I’m going to work on my body image, confidence and self loving, then there’s just one solution isn’t there. A new rabbit. No, not the fluffy kind.

The Silicone One
Now on sale! [Typical!] Get it while you can ladies ;)

Sex takes confidence. Confidence is sexy.

So screw all those shit experiences I had. I’m starting over. And I’m taking the handcuffs, blindfolds and whips with me. This calls for new lingerie too ;)

If I can be confident enough to bare all infront of Mr Married Man, and actually speak up in the bedroom and tell him what I want. Then I think that’s a start. Oh hello Dominatrix side, where did you come from?

Now I just need to work out what it is I want. Two hours later and I still don’t know, but I’m gonna have fun finding out. If I’m gonna be fucked up, I may as well have fun whilst doing it.

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Prude Prune

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Prude. This morning Mr Married Man called me bloody prude.

Wiki definition:

A person who is or claims to be easily shocked by matters relating to sex and nudity

I have nothing against prude people, do as you please. But I am not one of them. I enjoy dressing up, bring toys, and possibly own most of Ann Sumers.

What’s worse, is why he couldn’t work out why I was insulted by his comment. What? It’s true Erm, no, it’s not! I’m pretty sure this is him still sulking because last time I saw him we only had sex once.

I rang my friend and told her what he had said. She laughed, couldn’t be further from the truth could he hunny! Shall I go back to having sex on Kings Cross balconies? Would that prove it to him, back to my old ways?

I went to see Mr Married Man this afternoon. I now have a new statement from him. You were amazing in bed earlier… that’s all I’ll ever ask to be very happy ;) (sorry about the ‘prude’ comment)

My faith has been restored for now. Next time he says such a thing, I’ll bring out the handcuffs and whips ;)