As a young adult, I learned that you can’t share your fetishes with people you don’t completely trust. I drew this conclusion after Eric and I were over, and I weaved in and out of several short relationships. I would feel embarrassed about having shown a guy my lingerie and/or sex toys, and eventually would come to regret fucking them at all.
Afterword, I reserved my kink (primarily) for those with whom I had a strong connection and a high degree of trust.
Apparently, I lost my grip. In a sickeningly Hollingsworthesque moment of weakness, I’ve been a fool. Showed my weirdo cards to someone who truly would never respect me or make a commitment to me. Now, I’m learning the same lesson all over again. Maybe this time it will stick. I’ve got to get this guy away from me before he ruins my semester.