Although this doesn't quite apply, I knew I was into CP when I was in single digits but couldn't articulate it and-frankly-I tended to be a bit of a coward. Example, twice I had the opportunity for a birthday spanking and said no. In any case, while in the UK as a high school foreign exchange student, I saw in a department store this wonderful figurine of a little boy, with his bottom bared, across the lap of his mother or grandmother (can't remember now) getting a spanking. It was one of those fancy figurine makers. I so badly wanted to purchase it but didn't cause I knew I wouldn't be able to explain the purchase to the Maternal One. I had tried, in the past, to explain my interest but she kept referring to CP as "beating." Thus, I never really tried to talk to her about it again. In any case, that figurine was truly beautiful and kewl. |