Blast From The Past…
Couldn’t this be considered a form of fetish-ism?
What’s wrong with wanting to be adored and spoiled? If I see a hat I like, I say ‘Oh, we can’t afford that’ and Kevin says: ‘You have it, I’ll treat you.’
I don’t even put petrol in our Ford Anglia car, which is 43 years old, because I think that is so unladylike. I ask Kevin to do it.
I make sure our home is immaculate, there is dinner on the table, and I look pretty to welcome my husband home.
Kinky…
Kevin wears ‘modern’ clothes for work, but at weekends he wears a smart suit and a trilby.
I admit I am in retreat from the 21st century. When I look at the reality of the world today, with all the violence, greed and materialism, I shudder. I don’t want to live in that world.
Neither of us drinks and our social life revolves around visiting like-minded friends for tea and cakes.
How much do you wanna bet they swap?
Fascinating. I wonder if there is plastic on the furniture…
Well everyone has their kinks, these people at least don’t blow up schools or write goth poetry so what harm could it do?
“or write goth poetry”
bwahahaha! So true.