Sexual fetishes
Rubber wetsuits. Knee-high boots. Nuclear-powered clockwork cucumbers. Dressing up as Pingu whilst reading out loud from the works of Dan Brown. What floats your boat? Or what fetishes have you encountered? Suggestion via crackhouseceilidhband.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 13:25)
Rubber wetsuits. Knee-high boots. Nuclear-powered clockwork cucumbers. Dressing up as Pingu whilst reading out loud from the works of Dan Brown. What floats your boat? Or what fetishes have you encountered? Suggestion via crackhouseceilidhband.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 13:25)
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Probably missing the point of this question...
...as my answer really hinges on NOT having a certain fetish.
Anyway, count the clock back to August and I'm en France visiting the family. It's getting late, and all us young 'uns have shuffled off to do that congregating thing that we do. Beer is drunk, cigarettes are smoked (yes they may even have been gauloises) and much merriment is had.
Due to my lack of French-ability, most of the translating was being done by my increasingly drunk cousins from Lyon. The conversation usually entailed someone saying something, me looking a bit blank and them filling in what I'd missed.
And so it was that somebody said something hilarious, and the whole group burst into laughter. Not wanting to be left out I enquired as to the source of the mirth, and was informed that our grandmother (whilst drunk) had once told the assembled crew of cousins that if any of them wanted to sleep together, that was all fine.
The shocked silence and confusion that played across my features was further worsened by the information that my dear old granny had practiced exactly what she preached in the past.
And so that's why I'm very, very glad that neither I nor any of my cousins have the slightest interest in incest. And also why I'm a little worried about my dear old gran.
( , Fri 23 Oct 2009, 18:38, Reply)
...as my answer really hinges on NOT having a certain fetish.
Anyway, count the clock back to August and I'm en France visiting the family. It's getting late, and all us young 'uns have shuffled off to do that congregating thing that we do. Beer is drunk, cigarettes are smoked (yes they may even have been gauloises) and much merriment is had.
Due to my lack of French-ability, most of the translating was being done by my increasingly drunk cousins from Lyon. The conversation usually entailed someone saying something, me looking a bit blank and them filling in what I'd missed.
And so it was that somebody said something hilarious, and the whole group burst into laughter. Not wanting to be left out I enquired as to the source of the mirth, and was informed that our grandmother (whilst drunk) had once told the assembled crew of cousins that if any of them wanted to sleep together, that was all fine.
The shocked silence and confusion that played across my features was further worsened by the information that my dear old granny had practiced exactly what she preached in the past.
And so that's why I'm very, very glad that neither I nor any of my cousins have the slightest interest in incest. And also why I'm a little worried about my dear old gran.
( , Fri 23 Oct 2009, 18:38, Reply)
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