Wednesday, 14 September 2011

The begining

As a boy growing up you have it drilled into you that your a man, you run things, your strong, your decisive, the world is yours to hold in the palm of your hand and create majesty. Thing is, it doesn't always work out that way. I am a man, that bit was right and to a casual observer I appear to be strong and decisive but my mind is not quite wired that way. As you grow you are attracted to James Bond and the Avengers but not for Bond to  save the world but for the woman to put Bond on his back, for Emma Peel to take on three big male enforcers and casually flip and throw them all over the room in a display of sexual dominace that ignites something in your head. At the age of 16, girls are everything, the feelings you get seeing women dominate a man you believe are purely sexual, and at that age they are, everything is sexual. I couldn't get milk from Spar without getting an erection. Being Dominated, being thrown, flipped, put on your back either mentally or physically is just how you are. It has taken me 44 years to discover that actually, its a dam nice place to be

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