Sometimes we just need a week off to disappear somewhere. Not because you have certain plans, particular wishes or places you must visit right now. No, but to break out of vicious circles you would continue to go round and round should you decide to stay at home.
My last vacation was exactly one of these cases. And it was great. There were almost no “fetish moments” except one. We were going to a supermarket to buy some food when my daughter asked:
D: Do you have a photocamera with you?
Me: Yes, why?
D: What if there will be women in shiny pantyhose? Or men?
OK, you have to either know my daughter or read our dialogues I published here to understand that that was a kind of a joke. On the other hand, every joke contains only a part of a joke.
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