This week only...ENTRY, ENTRY, ENTRY!!!!

Sounds like Super Porn, don't it? Like Monster Truck Penetration!

Okay, so I have been away and trying desperately not to think anything spanko these last few days. Family in town and it makes me feel icky!! I still have to supress all the ways in which I feel like a sexual deviant. I mean it's just spanking. But for the years and years I have secreted it away, hidden it in my closet, both metaphorically and literally, I have the fucking Great Wall of China, bajillions of land mines, and a string cheese wrapper (trust me...those things are sealed tight!) between spanking and no big deal. I mean, gay pride is everywhere...we are at least considering alternative sexualities, but here I am, running to hide in the bathroom during Immortal Beloved and Blue Hawaii, when I'm watching with other people. It's like I think that they'll know...like some big light will go off over my head and reveal me for the sicko I am. You'd think I was raised in a Pilgrim collar and buckle shoes.

Damn,...the opportunity to play presents itself and so of course, I stop blogging immediately! What a spanko whore am I?!?!? Chew on this and I'll promise to come up with something profound next time...or insanely scandalous. You decide.