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From Behind Our White Picket Fence Week 178
By Freddy and Eddy
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An 11th Hour Save? Our US Tour Takes Shape…

If there’s one good thing to come of this economic meltdown and the closing of our little boutique, it’s the chance to pare down and clear our lives of unnecessary stuff. As we’ve spent the last couple of weeks getting rid of shelves, old product inventories, kitchen supplies, paperwork, and fixtures, it’s become apparent that sorting through five years worth of sweat and tears to close one’s business is no easy feat. If not for the miracle of Craigslist, with its incredible ability to transform one persons junk into another’s treasure, so to speak, we’d have contributed enough detritus to start our own landfill. Indeed, only a quickly coddled together yard sale saved our home from being turned into a Mar Vista version of “Sanford and Son,” albeit one including silicone dildos, glass vagina statues, and a “Sex in Her Shitty” blowup doll.

One positive among the emotional swings has been the slow realization that having our lives not 100% devoted to running a small business treading water has resulted in our cement shoes being cracked off our feet. We’re enjoying our morning coffee again, running around the house reintroducing sex to its lonely rooms, taking extra time to talk with parents after dropping our son at school, and even sneaking in a few walks through the neighborhood. Time, that precious commodity we never seemed to recognize as our most precious resource, has slowed to a manageable pace and we’re drinking up every second and, for lack of a less overused cliché, getting our lives back. Smiles are on our faces once again.

This isn’t to say Freddy and Eddy is dead and gone by any means; in fact, as this column is written, options to keep us at our location are being sifted between ourselves, Sanjo Investments (the property management company), and the landlord that could keep us there for the final 2 ½ years of our lease. A gentleman wishing to open a design firm happened to be passing by who wishes to rent half the space. This means we’d cut our expenses by over $2000.00 per month (assuming the lease could be negotiated down to current market rate). Reducing our footprint would mean we could continue to fulfill for our website (in the larger, back storage room), while maintaining an intimate, by-appointment-only environment in the front area. With empty storefronts and properties all over the area, our landlord may not wish to take her chances on finding another tenant with the economy in such disarray. Of course, human nature being what it is we certainly don’t expect rational behavior, hence we’ve prepared to vacate at a moment’s notice should the need arise.

Regardless of what happens to our boutique, our plans for a summer cross country RV trip are taking shape rapidly. We already have stops confirmed for Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Missouri, Florida, New York, Ohio, Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin, Minnesota, Saskatoon, Calgary, Vancouver, and Oregon. Folks we’ve met through our website will be allowing us to hook up our RV to their homes and we’ll be spreading the message of positive sexuality and loving relationships every place we visit. One example of what’s to come is a stop in Texas, where we’ll be staying at a hunting ranch and taking our first (pardon the pun) shot at bagging a year’s supply of semi-wild meat. Our ten year old will be lining up a gun sight as well (though we wonder if he’ll have the strength to pull the trigger at the moment of truth). The home adjacent to the ranch is a converted brothel from the 1800’s, which we can’t wait to see. It’s possible a camera crew will follow us for most of the journey, which will culminate in a caravan to the Burning Man festival in early September, and regardless we plan to Podcast the entire adventure along the way.

So while we remain in flux as to the fate of our little palace of smut, the wide open spaces of America and beyond will be our destination in a short few weeks…

Freddy and Eddy – aka Ian and Alicia Denchasy – can be reached via e-mail at freddy@freddyandeddy.com or by calling 310-915-0380.

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