looking at random cs profiles to kill the time, I see one that triggers a really odd memory.
The first guy that ever hit on me was I to bdsm. I was 12 or 13 at a keg party. Maybe the late 80’s. He was in head to toe leather (not weird for the time period). But what he told me went something like……
If you were mine…something something, then onto talking about me to his friend next to him about how I was so perfect, small and such big eyes, that he would keep me naked in his cage as decoration.
My response…. I laughed and told him my age, promptly walking away.
Funny even that young I wasn’t offended, I just found it funny that a man twice my age could be so blind.
He came over apologized and told me to go home. I didn’t listen.
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