I live in TX. It's a big enough state I don't think I need to worry. Beachguy, it's funny you should say that... last night I had a dream in which I castrated myself and it seemed so realistic. Then I went to the doctor to have my balls reattached and I was somewhat apathetic as far as whether I really wanted it back or not. But Beachguy, what's there to laugh about in my post? If you had only used your hands a few times growing up, and every time you used them you ended up mortally wounding yourself with scissors I think you might develop a psychological issue regarding handy work. Wow, I think I should ponder this more on my own.
JD1stTimer Reviewed by JD1stTimer on . Emotional baggage I have been thinking about it a lot, and I think one reason I have so much trouble breaking from friendship into romance is that all my experiences growing up where genitals were involved have been very unpleasant for me. My first genital contact with other people started around six years of age and I didn't know anything the hell about it... so I tried it on another kid thinking it was just games kids play and... well... it sucked to be me when an adult walked in... then later whoever came in Rating: 5