Wednesday, September 4, 2013

"Yo girl, let me smell dem feet though."

Through my promotions work over the years, and most recently through my work with NRO, I've met lots and lots of people in this fine city of Rochester NY.  Some pretty cool, most pretty useless, but all VERY interesting.  Through conversations I've had with these people, patterns start to emerge.  Most want to move out, most get excited over ridiculously small things (like a film crew shooting cars driving down the street for a Spider Man movie), and most hate the city they claim to be stuck in.  But there's also something else; something that gives me pause and occasionally disgusts me:

People in this town have some weird ass sexual fetishes.

Now I'm all for a little kinkiness.  Lord knows I have some preferences of my own.  Mine aren't that crazy though.  Like I love legs.  They're the first thing I look at on a girl.  I know its totally unheard of to be a guy and not be totally fixated on breasts, but that's just my programming I guess.  Give me a girl in a sexy dress and tights over a girl with massive breasts and I'll be happy.  I'm also game for some dress up shit.  Like a girl dresses up like Wonder Woman and I have to go save her, which inevitably leads to some hot ass sex.  This is on my bucket list by the way ladies.  Keep it in mind.  But I see this stuff as tame compared to being obsessed with feet.


That picture is just straight up gnarly.  There's nothing I dislike more than feet.  They look weird, they usually smell weird.  No matter how hot a girl is, her feet will be regarded by me with disgust.  But around these parts, almost every guy I know has a foot fetish.  I've had ex girlfriends that have told me that dudes regularly hit them up on Facebook about how beautiful their feet are.  I've also had girl bartenders tell me that dudes will pay them a couple hundred bucks for their socks after their shift.  I just.......cant..... I mean, licking a foot to me is the equivalent of licking a vagina that is covered in scabs and crabs.  Hmmm.  Scabs and Crabs.  New seafood restaurant?

Then there's the ball busters:


I like my nuts.  Having a girl do anything other than show them tender love and care would be unacceptable to me.  But yet, literal ball busting is a big thing around here.  In fact, some of the hottest girls in town have filmed fetish videos where they're stomping on a dudes nuts or crushing things with their feet.  Think of the biggest thing on this planet that would deflate your penis at the drop of a hat, then multiply that by 10,000,000,000,000 and you'll know how I feel about this.

Then there's the whole leather/domination deal:


I like a little bondage as much as the next guy.  After all, when I bust in heroically to save Wonder Woman she's gonna be tied up.  But I don't like getting my ass kicked by a woman.  There was this one time, actually sorta recently, where I was in bed with a girl that wanted to tie me to the bed posts while we did it.  I was actually really cool with that idea, until she randomly shoved a ball gag in my mouth and started hitting me with this small whip-like thingy.  Honestly, I was game for the first 3 minutes.  Then I started getting welts.  And then I seriously regretted when I was insisting she take that one last shot of Jamo at the club.

Long story short?  I love this city.  But it's a little bit weird.  And I bet at least one person reading this post will masturbate to one of these pics.  Just don't get your keyboard all sticky bro.  It'll mess up the keys.




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