As yet untitled Whilst browsing today I came across a photo that triggered a wonderful recollection. It was a beautiful woman, stocking and suspenders and a full, exquisitely manicured bush. A perfect triangle of dark brown public hair. I've not seen the like for many years and it took me back to the first. I was young once, I remember it well, it was a Thursday. It was a cold, wet winters evening, heavy rain on the slate...

Feeling introspective this morning, need to think things through on paper. What am I looking for? Why am I looking? Why do I feel this if the place to find what I want? My kink is so very vanilla, compared to lots on here, yet the people I've met have been wonderful. What am I searching for? I'm looking for something I used to have, still have in reality just not in close proximity. Many years ago when I was in my late tw...