It’s Friday in Brooklyn and I hope you’re doing well, taking it easy, and generally being good to yourselves. I’d like to say I have, but this week has been a bit of a mess, and while I’m feeling better today, I haven’t been great at treating myself well.
But last night I had a date with my own wife. We went out for a drink, followed by a tasty dinner, followed by me whispering dirty words into her ear while she held the Hitachi between her legs. It was tender, sweet, and filthy, all of which made for a delightful evening.
I should be back next week with some new stories for you, but I wanted to stop and say thank you for finding me here. This little newsletter has already changed how I write and share, and it means the world to me that you signed up to join me.
If you have comments, suggestions, or things you’d like to see more of, you can always respond to these emails. They go directly to me (don’t worry about an accidental “reply all,” it won’t happen) and I love hearing from you.
Thanks again, cheers to a great weekend, and looking forward to sending you more filth as the weather cools down.
Great job pal. Glad to have joined.
Emily and Charlir