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mission:do it

Two professional women: both married with kids and both juggling clients, reports, potty training, packed lunches, chores, dogs, cats, errands, husbands and …”what was that you said? SEX?”
That three-letter word that once was so frequent, so liberating, so yummy has been sidelined in a sea of life, work and snot.
It is time.
Time to put sex back on a pedestal by injecting some extra spice into our relationships.

Your Voice

When Miss Lee and I came out of the sex blog closet last year and appeared on national TV, we were humbled and floored by the amount of emails we received from the Mission: Do It community. Women and men, gay and straight, wrote to us asking for advice about their sex lives. Some were […]

The “Play” Room

Christian Grey has his playroom.  We have ours. His playroom is an eye-popping myriad of chains, shackles and whatever-you-could-wish-for-in-bondage-gear.  Ours is an eye-popping myriad of plastic toys made in China, Lego blocks and crusty remnants of Play-Doh smeared into the carpet.  A place to find your inner sex kitten?  Not quite.  But when Miss Lee […]

Morning Has Broken

To squeeze in a bout of nooky on a weekday morning would take a herculean effort in our household.  I am out walking the dogs in rain, wind and shine before the clock strikes 6:30AM, whilst the Duke slumbers on until well past 7.  This in itself is a herculean effort for him.  In the […]

Let’s Get Moving

Duchess officially checked out last week.  As Miss Lee was grinding delicacies into a swirling melee of goodness for both her and Mr. Lee’s pleasure, the Duke and Duchess were covered in a layer of dust and filth for the week as they loaded their lives into a u-haul and hot-footed it to their new […]

Bling My Ding

This week’s mission ruled. Well, not the waxing part, that’s never really fun. Except the part when Cathy White, my designated junk artist, complimented my pain tolerance while she was working on my labia. Yes, I was proud to know that my reaction to having my lady parts yanked repeatedly dimmed (apparently by far) from […]