Sep 212006

A family member is leaving her abusive marriage and coming to stay with us for a few days. Or it might be a few weeks. This family member is what you might call conservative since she like, sings in her church choir, teaches Sunday school and worried we were Satanists cause we’re Buddhists.

Now since she is in the middle of a divorce, and trying to leave an abusive husband, I plan to be extra nice so she can use our home as a refuge. Part of being extra nice is getting the apartment ready and trying to make it inviting to her. I want her to feel safe and welcome here so she can leave her asshole who likes to hit her.

Which means I got to de-porn my house. Any other day I would leave things as they are, but I’m trying to be nice here. I’m not ashamed of my porn as countless red faced houseguests can tell you, but in this case, I think my casual porn lifestyle would be too much for my already stressed family member. The only hard thing is well, I’ve got a lot of porn around the house.

From risqué fridge magnets

To our usual bathroom reading material,

To a book and paddle I had on the freaking dining table!

This is going to be weird.

  6 Responses to “Half Nekked Thursday De-Pornification”

  1. You’re my hero!

  2. You are a good man for de-pornifying your house.


    What if she stumbles upon The Porn Stash while rummaging around for something?

    What then?



  3. I can relate to this one, for sure! But a few tits here and there shouldn’t be too shocking, just so any obviously SM-related items are hidden.

  4. Matt- Thanks :) Not sure why, but thanks.

    AAG- I beleive when people go snooping, they’re welcome to what they find.

    Wordslut- Yeah, the paddles are the hardest thing because I just don’t seem to see them till I need to move one out of the way.

  5. Its always the little odds and end porn stuff I forget about.

  6. Oh i meant that with the amount of… casual… adult items you have strewn about your apartment. When I was in college, I had an inflatable bondage chair and some handcuffs here andt here. But that’s about as far as I can get away with, without my roommate having a cow.

    I wish I had the idea of getting kinky refridgerator stickers, that would have been nice.

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