Friday, November 16, 2007

Julie Andrews Didn't Sing About These

Mrs. G is sponsoring a day of "Favorite Things" today. Mrs. G is a sweet and proper woman whose lists of favorite things have been nothing but appropriate for the whole family. When I asked, though, she said that my favorite things could be naughty. See how nice she is?

(If you don't want to talk about sex with me - or anyone - this is a post you should skip. If you're not sure and you don't skip it you can't blame me for any residual ick you may retain.)

Do you have a porn drawer? Some people call it a toy drawer or a secret drawer. Some people don't have a drawer because they feel the need to hide the contents somehow deeper when company comes to stay* so they have a box or a suitcase or something. I have a drawer and it's pretty close to full.

Mostly it's full of reading material. I'm a fan of these books edited by Susie Bright. Over the years they've gotten a little more hard core but generally there's always a few stories that...pique my interest.

I have been known to indulge in these books but they're hit or miss. I think I have Book X and it's good but Zelda and I have compared notes and some are not.

The Anais Nin books are, of course, gateway erotica. If you're a little bit interested in what I 'm talking about but this sort of thing makes you hinky (rather than horny; hinky = bad, horny = good) then this is where you should start. Really I probably ought to send you mine, I feel like I've grown out of them. Does that sound weird? It sounds weird to me but it is nonetheless true.

Back along Zelda had a professional discount on "adult items" and she gave me one of my favorite pieces in the drawer. The Rabbit is awesome. It's not subtle in any way but its a treat and you deserve it.

There's other stuff in the drawer but last but not least of the postable items is the Pocket Rocket. This was a a "heart" felt gift from an ex. The drawer really needs that boy back. If you're looking for subtle and delightful this is for you.

Ah, I love my drawer. And it loves me back.

*Here's my feeling about hiding this stuff. No, it shouldn't be out in plain sight because you never know who's coming over or who might steal the good stuff. However, all that hiding it is about is setting up a polite construct. It's not about creating your own personal closet Fort Knox. You want it to be somewhere that the casual visitor shouldn't be looking and can't accidentally stumble across. If they find it they have only themselves to blame and can't really bring it up because they shouldn't have been there in the first place. If they can't bring it up then they can't give you crap about it or change the way they treat you over it because they were the big old snoops and they made their own (naughty naughty) bed so they'll have to lie in it. (All of the above applies to keeping the stuff out of reach to adult visitors not children. Keeping it out of reach of children is a whole different ballgame.)


  1. Well even at 9 am I am still all about you and your drawer.
    You do have to keep it out of reach of children and pets too!
    I have long since graduated from reading erotica.
    Anne Rice and the Beauty series did change my life though.
    I don't see this as something dirty.
    Its normal.
    Like normal, normal.

    And necessary.

    Thanks for not leaving me out there to be the only one who blogs about sex after dark.
    Have a very "Salt and Pepper" day my dear.


  2. Anonymous10:25 AM

    I'm sure I have NO idea what you're talking about.

    (Ok, so I don't have a drawer. I have a trunk, because the drawer couldn't possibly hold everything)

  3. You weren't kidding about the naughty part. You must be feeling pretty good over there to be cooking this up. I hope so. I have always fround Susie Bright to be a breath of fresh air.

  4. Very good post :-) I've always wanted to read Anais Nin but for some reason haven't yet.

    Ahhhh...the rabbit is my fav, too.

    I was housesitting for a friend once, and my dog was along with me. One night I was stretched out on the couch watching tv, and I noticed Wolf was chewing on something. I got it away from him, and thought at first it was a kid's toy in one of those plastic balls like you get in a gumball machine...but no. It was a french tickler ;-)

  5. Anonymous9:40 PM

    OK, I think this is my favorite list of all the Favorite Lists I've read today! Superb!
    P.S. We have a box. Under the bed.