Thrilling Laundry

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When I was little, oh, about five or six years old, I used to love it when my Mom would fold laundry because she would let me play with the empty laundry baskets.  I would turn the baskets upside down and curl up underneath them, trapping myself in a cage of plastic.  I would imagine I was a captive locked away in a prison or an animal in a cage and that I was in imminent danger.  It always excited and trilled me in a way that I didn’t quite understand or know how to explain.

It wouldn’t be until my early twenties and many more such experiences that I finally linked the word “kinky” with those feelings and desires.

I’ll always have a certain sweet fondness for a pile of freshly folded laundry and an empty basket.

–Submitted by A.

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