varied thoughts

All day long, I have been plagued with the insatiable urge to press my nose against a woman's neck and inhale. This is not a good mind state to be in when you're surrounded by expensive machinery and an all-male Tear Down Crew.

I'm a neck fetishist, you know. It's not just the graceful curve of a Really Nice Neck that I adore, not merely the the rapturous beauty of tendons pulling to the surface as a face smiles or laughs. The carnal delight of an exquisite clavicle.  Like my other, oh-so-shamefully corny fetish, there is a long history of precious and precarious moments which have made the feminine neck the most precious of places to me.

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*all arrows in*

Music.

Artists, visual, written or otherwise.

*opens mouth and points spoon into it*

All arrows in!

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