Privacy Please

Dear Butch,

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Really, I am not shitting you…pun intended.  I am slightly old fashion and I do believe that there is a level of mystery that is required in any relationship, regardless of its level of seriousness of longevity.  There are some things that should remain private.  How a lady looks when she is putting on her stretchy foundation pieces.  Any type of pore cleansing.  And, most importantly any bodily function that involves toilet paper.  To be blunt, I don’t need my other half to see me wipe the same area that he will be later sucking or licking.  I also don’t need to know that my other half has fully processed the bean burrito I crafted for dinner.  It isn’t necessary or desired information.  I am not denying what is going on in the loo, but I don’t need to be an active participant.  I want my space, privacy, and peace … and … I want you to have yours.

Unless of course you are into bathroom play as a kink, then for all means you can tell me to piss off … pun intended.



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