Secret Confessions of a Smart Girl

A little after 1 PM today, my doorbell rang. It was the postman, bringing me a Christmas package from China. The very package I had been debating over keeping or giving as a gift.

The decision issue was actually a little more complicated than mentioned in that previous post, because while what was in the package would enable a mutual fantasy, the particular element in question was more his kink than mine. It was something that had been mentioned, off-hand, during a discussion of the mutually desired, but difficult to practically manage, scene, and I had fixated on the notion because I really wanted to make it possible.

So I went shopping in China… via e-bay. It’s amazing that, even with the shipping costs, it’s still cheaper to buy certain things from overseas than it is in the U.S. (like the item in question… and bamboo yarn), although I was somewhat concerned that the quality would be lacking. It’s not. The item in question is beautifully made, oddly comfortable, and sized like it was made for me - none of which I was confident about when I placed the order. I opened the package like a kid on Christmas morning, which in many ways I suppose I am, and I bubbled over with glee.

Still, the question remained - “Am I giving this to him as a present? Or am I keeping it and just offering it, along with myself, for his use?”

• On the one hand, it’s a toy I am highly unlikely to use with anyone else, whereas he might actually get quite a bit of mileage out of it.
• On the other hand, I suspect that I’m going to develop a serious case of kinky shmoop over said item if we ever get to use it in context, and I’m not going to want to share.

In the end, I think I’ve decided that I’m going with the more traditional Christmas gift I had planned, which fills me with glee in a more wholesome way, and keeping the package in question for myself for the day when we have the opportunity to use it.

That is a day to which I look forward immensely.
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_{*grin* I know I am a bitchy, bitchy tease, but it’s more fun this way. To be fair, I did tell him I was considering buying the item in question a while back. He just doesn’t know I actually went through with it. I fully intend to tell him via e-mail. Once he’s had a chance to read this. I may be submissive, but I’m also kind of a brat*.}

_{*Something which is a revelation to no one, I am sure.}