I am not an expert in anything.

Like most people, I am pretty good at a couple things, ok at a bunch
more and have a nodding acquaintance at everything else I think I
know.

What knowledge I do have, however, I share freely…whether people
want it or not. 🙂

And since sex, smut and relationships are some of the things I think I
know a bit about, I have educated my friends on these topics on a
number of occasions, much to my wife’s chagrin…again and again.

But last night wasn’t my fault, I swear!

I was at a normal house party, as vanilla as freshly driven snow. As I
have said before, I am the only openly kinky freak in my social group,
so it really surprised me when the conversation turned to “my type of
parties” out of the blue.

During the course of the evening we chatted about sex toys, Buck
Angel, vanillas wanting to be tourists at fetish parties and just
general q&a. In other words, it was one of the best vanilla parties I
had ever been to.

In a perfect world, I would not be chained to a desk unless it was
part of a scene. I would be Max, pervert educator extraordinarre,
sought after to talk about weiners and hoo-has all over the world,
with live demos, of course.

But until that happens, I will keep shocking my friends with stories
from parties that they will probably never go to, review toys and
tools from MauiKink.com and Good Vibrations and try to get hooked up
with great organizations like Kink Academy.

So feel free to invite me to your next dinner party, bar mitzvah or
office Xmas get-together…provided those events are being held at a
sex show.

Kisses and spanks,
Max