I've decided that I need to have a fetish. God knows, I'm old enough and peculiar enough for one and everyone and their dog seems to have one already and I don't see why I should miss out.
Which is great in principle, but more of a problem in practice. A quick sken of the reports in The Lancet and the Sunday red-tops confirm that there are possibiities amongst the solitary vices but I can't say that any of them appeal at all, even remotely.
I'll have to make a research project out of it. Leastways, that'll be my defence when I'm brought up in front of the Watch Committee.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Fetish
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Kevin, you've been to syrupsex.blogspot.com, so what more could you want?
Inkspot has asked for a thang about shoes, and Scarlet will oblige - so there's something else to look forward to. I can do something with me in severe Anthony Price couture, high-strap Blahniks, reeking of Ysatis, speaking in faultless German, while you brush my hair.
Any good?
I love this blog.
Have you ever considered a Givingpapercutslotsofchocolate fetish?
It's a real one. Google it.
signed,
Papercuts (compulsive liar)
I could dress like a *librarian*, quote chunks of Dewey, and make you do things very very quietly? Any use to you?
Shoes, bras and hats . . . it's the only way forward Kev . . . the choice is endless . . .
Sx
I'm not sure my blood pressure's up for any of this.
Ladies in pencil skirts with picture hats and opera gloves. I think that would do as a nursery slope sort of a fetish...
Oh, and a pair of glasses perched pertly at the end of the lady's nose...
And black silk stockings...
No, I can't carry on. It's like being the poor kid with his nose pressed against the sweet shop window.
It's obviously me you want, Kev. Don't fight it. That's as good a description of Clarissa Pouncer as any you'd find on the National Identity Computer, or whatever DCI Barlow uses these days.
Cleckheaton any good for you?
Not on a chara with a crate of brown ale milady?
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