Pretty Mess.

I am aware that there are people who enjoy “messy” sex as their kink.

I was, not too long ago, at dinner with friends. When one poured a mini-pitcher of au jus down the shirt of  the other (to my shocked dismay, let me add) the saucee was less dismayed by the impromptu gravy anointing as they were by the fact that a freshly inked tattoo might be impacted by the unprescribed salve.

I am familiar with this kink even though stickiness makes me want to run to a sink and wash!

I am also well aware that pretty much anything can be sexualized…

I wonder at how something as specific as a girl stuck to something becomes fetishized….a hot summer day…sidewalk…gum…flash of a thigh and a whiff of sweat as a frustrated hottie struggles to detach a shoe from a melted wad of gum?

Decades later that kid is now an adult trying to recapture that moment?

 I am not sure how that happens…but part of me is glad that something that is, at its core, somehow essentially innocent can be the fulcrum of a powerful sexualized image.