Playing at Pixies revs me up like you wouldn't believe. I'm in touch with my inner wanton sex goddess, literally and figuratively. Can't say enough good about it, and the hubby's thrilled, and I mean THRILLED. We've had some long, dry, difficult spells in the past, so you can imagine. Plus, he's my photographer, so we enjoy that part, too. I think it helps that we're both here, and can share our enjoyment. If I had to hide it from him a) I couldn't, what with the demanding sex all the time :P, and b) I think that'd be frustrating. Ozi, get on a plane. I'm taking reservations!

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