The Honest Courtesan

As anyone who’s ever looked at my Amazon wishlist can attest, I don’t generally have expensive tastes.  But as anyone who’s ever looked at my Amazon wishlist can probably guess, there are a few exceptions to that; one of them is anything that’s going to touch my skin.  I started cutting the tags out of my tops (right down to using a sea-ripper to get rid of the edges) when I was about 12, because their rubbing on the back of my neck irritates me so badly, and it has only become more of an issue as I’ve aged.  My preference is for 600+ thread count pure cotton bedsheets and cashmere sweaters, and I even tend to be persnickety about my work gloves.  So even though I always love getting presents from my readers and clients, it’s always especially nice when somebody sends a cashmere sweater.  I found this one waiting for me when I arrived at my incall last Thursday, sent by a gent who has sent me a number of nice things over the past year, but prefers to remain anonymous.  So this is to let him know that I really love the sweater, and to encourage the rest of y’all not to hesitate whenever you see one on the list.