This year, I'm trying a little tenderness

This is my first Valentine’s Day with a sweetheart who actually requires of me an acknowledgement of the occasion. “Don’t forget about Valentine’s Day,” he said last week. He then added: “I like chocolate.” Me, I’m not a huge Valentine’s Day person. I couldn’t care less about getting flowers or candies or strawberry-flavored lubricants as gifts. But here’s what I’m really not happy about–missing the G. Love sho’.

Oh, and here’s something else: There’s a masturbation workshop at the Smitten Kitten tonight.