Recently I wrote a blog titled: 20 Ways To Turn Him On This Valentine’s Day.
It explored anal sex, sex-workers, blowjobs and erotic massage.
The blog launched 3 weeks ago and men are still writing me emails from around the world to say ‘thank you’.
From the amount of messages I’ve received, the blog must have hit a nerve or hardened a cock — or something.
I love hardening cocks. It’s my passion. Whether I do it with my writing or my mouth. Hardening cocks makes me happy.
It annoys me that men will be made to jump through hoops today to get a bit of pussy or to prove their worth as husbands and boyfriends. I just don’t believe men should be judged on that — it’s ridiculous.
I know, I know. Where’s my sense of romance?
Once upon a time — I was romantic.
My most memorable Valentine’s Day took place in 1992 when I was only 14 years old.
I arrived home from school to find a cylinder vase with red roses in it, waiting for me. I had never had a boy send me flowers before, let alone on Valentine’s Day.
My parents owned a house across the road from an all-boys-school and I had met this handsome young boy, only days before.
I think we met up once outside my house after Valentine’s Day.
But I scared him away because I never saw him again.
But 25 years later, I’m still carrying the memory.
So on that note, I’d like to wish you all a sexy Valentine’s Day.
And if you’re fortunate like me — perhaps in 25 years time you’ll remember today with affection.