Dear Toy Drawer,
I find it necessary to reach out and express my sincerest apologies to you. It’s been quite some time since we last connected.
Please know that my lack of attention isn’t a reflection of my appreciation for what you hold. In fact, I used to feel a thrill whenever I stumbled upon a sale of quirky items. I can still vividly recall that delightful day at the novelty shop when I pretended to admire the quirky shot glasses, only to sneak away like a playful fox to snatch up something much more exciting. It felt like unwrapping a gift on a holiday morning, and I was utterly captivated. How could I choose between those cheeky glow-in-the-dark pasties or the tantalizing lace? My heart raced as I hurried to the cashier, eyes downcast, blushing at my secret delight.
Then there was that humorous occasion at the mall when I spotted a pair of cheeky sex dice among shelves of innocent family board games and kitten calendars. They seemed so out of place, yet they called to me like sirens. Standing in line surrounded by children, I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as the cashier announced each purchase with glee. “Oh, a delightful game of Yahtzee! Enjoy!” My anxiety grew as I approached, wondering if I would hear a loud proclamation of my daring selection. I summoned my courage, placing the dice face down, hoping the cashier would take the hint. He didn’t. “And what do we have here?” he exclaimed, his tone shifting dramatically as he registered the contents. I dashed away, cheeks aflame!
So, dear toy drawer, I hope you understand that I’ve made a concerted effort to keep you filled with delightful surprises—handcuffs, blindfolds, and yes, even those cheeky rings. Lately, however, life has taken a spontaneous turn, and my evenings with my partner have become more impromptu. By the time I remember your treasures, the moment has often passed, and I find myself too tired to explore.
But don’t fret, dear drawer! I promise our rendezvous will return. While our encounters have shifted from frequent to rare, this only adds to the thrill of our reunions. It’s akin to indulging in pizza only once a month—every bite becomes an exciting event to savor. So, in my world where I rate experiences based on deliciousness, you, my dear drawer, are the ultimate treat.
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In summary, I hope to rekindle our connection soon, filled with laughter and enjoyment.