I’m sat at home. I’m waiting for my significant other to come on home from a hard day’s work. I’ve got the fireplace all lit up (it’s fake, not real.) I’ve got The Only Way Is Essex on the TV. There’s a key in the lock. The door handle moves, the door is cast open. In steps the love of my life. He looks at me. I look at him. I see a parcel under his arm. He see's me notice the parcel. I have the parcel placed into my hand. I open the parcel. I cast my eyes upon the dark box that is now sat on my lap before my mortal eyes.
Fifty Days of Play?
I think you can guess where this is going. TOWIE is cast asunder to the realm of “Why was I watching you anyway??” and I dim the lights down low. I then have to turn the lights back up again as I couldn’t read the cards inside the ten secret envelopes that were awaiting us at the end of each of the five levels. I put my glasses on as I still couldn’t read them.
I roll a dice to see what level of naughtiness (teehee) myself and my lover will be enjoying, will it be virginal white? Will it be vanilla? Will it be light grey or dark grey? Will it be “Seductive Black.” (I rolled a pink, so I have to choose based on my current mood, THAT’S WHY I WAS PLAYING THE GAME, BECAUSE I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO, don’t make me choose) so I roll again…Virginal White…this party just got started.
Normal service will be resumed when everyone has calmed down.
Five levels of sexy game-play.
Ten secret envelopes for each level including Stimulating & Naughty surprises.
Players are invited to roll the die to see what shade of naughtiness they will both enjoy.
Colour co-ordinated envelopes then decide who will be the dominant player.