fetishlicious

I attract fetishists. Before you feel sorry for me, let me say that I really like most of the fetishists I've met; they're often very interesting, dedicated and grounded people -- or at least the ones who are happy with themselves and their fetishes are.

I've met a lot of closet fetishists and I usually find that they are lovely, normal men and women who spend far too much time being anxious about their fears of what other people might say. They lose sight of the fact that a sexual fetish is really no different from any other kind of passion -- and it's passion after all gives us the energy and the joy to go on living.

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending a kinky gathering where I met one of the most glowing, blissful, contented fetishists I've ever seen. He radiated pride in every step and his smile drew my eyes away from his bondage gear and enormous erection. It was impossible not to laugh at his passionate self-expression; I gladly shared hugs and jokes with him and came away from my evening feeling that no matter who you are or what turns your crank, the most important thing is to love yourself utterly and wholly for who you are.

And you wonder why I keep wearing high heels and a big smile.