Several weeks ago, an expatriate business jet pilot in Beijing contacted me with an unusual request: a meticulously crafted emotional experience designed to pull him through a vivid spectrum of feelings. He yearned to bask in the glow of affection, admiration, and tenderness, only to be abruptly...
What draws the Swiss to hairy armpits is simple—he sees in them a resemblance to the very thing he craves most. To him, a tuft of soft, dark hair nestled in the hollow of an arm stirs the same primal hunger, igniting a reverence that blurs the line between fetish and worship.
Tonight, I...
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