The thing with gifts is that you’re suppose to give them freely without expecting anything in return. Kind of like love I guess.
I remember talking to my boyfriend as we lay in bed in post-coital bliss one day talking about his upcoming birthday. I was complaining that when men buy their girlfriends of wives sexy underwear for their birthday, it’s really not for the woman, it’s a gift for the man.
He had laughed but nodded in agreement and told me that’s why he had decided to buy me a pole for my birthday.
A pole? I’d asked.
Yes, for pole dancing.
But I don’t do pole dancing, I’d protested.
No, but I wish you did, he’d said.
Yep, gifts should not only be given freely, but be given TO the person, for THEIR use, not anyone else’s.
I guess that’s why I’m buying him sexy boxers for his birthday. 😉