by Dr. Susan Block Springing forward into Daylight Savings Time (though it feels like we’re losing time) with The Bonobo Spring on the horizon, we get up-close and personal about life, love, bonobos, religion, revolution and camming with three hot cam girls and a guy. Then a little heartfelt booby-licking Bonoboville Communion, foot fetish play, snake play, striptease, topless hula-hooping, and we’re off and orgasming on a wild Sybian ride with Hitachi and human “attachments.”

It’s our 21st wedding anniversary! Finally, our marriage is old enough to drink in California. So what else is there to do but throw a big old bacchanalian celebration of “monogamish” love, lust and healthy, good-natured debauchery? Probably a lot of things, like say, see your doctor, slow down, retire, act your age, make out your will, etc. But maybe one of the secrets to Pr. Max’s and my marital longevity is that we’ve never acted our age or “grown up” at all. We are perpetually at play—with each other, with our Bonoboville friends and lovers and with you, my darling reader—and so the momentous occasion of our 21st anniversary turns into one big orgiastic, star-studded play-fest to the collective merriment of all.