i was recently made aware that i lost control of my own fricken blog. i was supposed to discuss why i find the idea of human toy so hot. Instead, i apparently channeled NormaRae and the sign above my head read, “Dont break your toys”.

i read a comment from lc’s blog which referred to me indirectly, much like the table that JB feverishly constructed for his beloved’s torture. The indirect reference made me wet. i wondered why. But thinking back on my previous toy experiences made me angry instead.

See thats the beauty of finding JB and lc. i had actually given up on being with a couple. Recreationally i enjoyed the dynamic of a 3way and found that couples are easier to find than 2 other random people to do it with. In dealing with a couple you find 2 people who are hopefully sexually compatible and the only thing i have to figure out is if “my particular brand of sex” is compatible with the other two. But the couples i was ending up with were not as stable as i would prefer, or one or more didnt know how to treat their toys in general let alone a toy as fine as i.

When i started talking to JB and lc, i had my doubts. But after a few brief conversations and then meeting them… after being invited into lc’s home and to a party with her family…after frequent conferences on the computer and more frequent phone calls…i have found that i not only want to be the toy in all of this but that i want to be a friend in all of this.

Human Toy= Hot.

And at the risk of puffing up the already puffed-enough JB…hes right. Doesnt really matter why it makes me wet, but if it did, i would have to agree that its prolly simply because i AM a twisted cunt…

Now whos the lucky one??