...a tattoo virgin, I admit. Gratefully survived my age 13 to 56 epically tragic drug addiction scenario without needle use, I bizarrely detested the need to puncture myself and draw blood in order to derive pleasure, yet I happily carry with me the scars and memories of many former Vixens through the years that still pleasantly fill my dreams:
• waking up to find random body part piercings and the amazing young woman long gone
•hot wax and *apparently* hot knife scarifications *same*
• deep and permanent fingernail lacerations on my back *again to which I apparently submitted*
• multiple deep nicks and cuts on my junk from being shaved *with what I can’t recall in the blur of it all* but something I still prefer today, and perform much more gently!
So, as I embark into this new decade I feel my time has arrived, and emboldened with the courage brought forth here by all SG lads and lasses I shall succeed.
Thoughts, ideas, and any other comments are equally gratefully appreciated. Thanks!