For example, I love to sing. However, only one other person in my life has ever heard me sing and I haven’t seen that person in years. I’m not sure I’m good at singing but I think I can hit the notes well enough.
For example, I love to sing. However, only one other person in my life has ever heard me sing and I haven’t seen that person in years. I’m not sure I’m good at singing but I think I can hit the notes well enough.
I’m a weirdo boot fetishist. I love riding boots and leather pants, gloves. I obsess of them endlessly. Sex in boots is beyond anything else. The filthier the better. Booty lickin, pee drinking, all the butt stuff, all the filth. I work a successful corporate job in exec leadership. I’m reasonably well respected in my field. Work and filth never cross over. Nobody knows, I don’t mix business with leather.
…who knew that execs are freaks?
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Just to be clear, I’ve been a pervert longer than I’ve had my job.
So maybe it’s that freaks are successful?