Bitchicisms

One of the things I pride myself on is the ability to teach people. No, this is not an ego post. I just enjoy telling people things they don't know. I don't push it in their faces, my inner Yodah just glimmers with glee whenever people learn things from me.

As I told NYB earlier today, I refrained from joining a recent conversation with other new young boys. Surprisingly, the conversation I refrained from actively participating in was about sex.

I am literally the last person to not enjoy a sex or a sexual conversation. But understanding that the kids involved were drunk, and that they were just kids, I did not join. If I had, my level of understanding would've blown their minds. They are immature and they don't really know what they're talking about. Sure they got the porn part of the thinking down, but when it comes to intellectual sex talk they still couldn't handle it. It's all machismo and bravado for them.

NYB is lucky because he's gotten some of my little pearls of wisdom. Like him knowing that there is a very good, yet mildly expensive sex toy store in Manila called The Pleasure Place.

Sure the website may be crappy but they have the essentials. And while no, I haven't bought anything from there yet (save for my black fishnet stockings and some underwear I bought as a gift), I know I will be buying some toys this year.

It's a great place for lovers, people and the curious. Some people actually giggle when they come in, I was mostly smiling, with the feeling of coming home.

Though I wouldn't dare buy all of them, I'd still buy some bondage gear and use them on willing partners. Well. I need to look for a boy toy first.