Spoke to someone yesterday who was very nervous, yet far more confident than they probly give them selves credit for.
Any way, it took me back quite a few years to when I was finding out who & what I was sexually.

I have said before when I was younger I was into the BDSM scene as a Dom, but getting to this realisation was a bit of a mind fuck & in some ways I still is.
So, you grow up watching porn and you see things you like . . . .
But we have been programmed by society we live in, so respect was allays something high in me 'never hit a woman, treat people as you would wish to be treated . . . .

Then you realise you like Using & abusing women, this is what fucked with me at first & I hated my self for it. . .
I spent time trying to get my head round it, got talking to a few people on line and ended up going to a munch an then dragged along to a BDSM club, wow that was in introduction.
any way got chatting to someone in this club and the realisation that wanting to use someone who wanted to be used was not as bad as it seemed and I could use this with my personnel inbuilt need to care and look after too!!!

As such I did start to become know to quite a few people as I was not one of these Dom's who's interests were purely about there own gratification and nothing else, I wanted them to enjoy the experience, I wanted them to feel the welling up of cocktail of dugs the body produces, the emotions the bring the feelings they create & while doing it I wanted them to know they were in some way vulnerable & safe at the same time, that way my need to care but abuse could be reconciled & they knew after i would be there to sit talk hold even while they came back down again . .

I miss those days, life changes and I have said plenty here about that, but I think what made be bring theses memories up was was the new and un known nerves yet the desire to experience.