I don't know why and I don't know when, but somewhere along the way I got hooked on wallets, of all things. I can not go through a store without checking out the wallet display. I'm in a never ending search for the perfect wallet. One would think I could find a more erotic, or at least, a more interesting fetish than a piece of leather with compartments. No, not I. Being a Capricorn, I am most practical in my obsessions.
I am beginning to think I will never find that elusive item; the wallet that has just the perfect amount of storage, but small enough to fit comfortably inside my sexy little handbag. But, since this has become a fetish, I really couldn't care less if I ever find my dream wallet anymore. I now have a drawer dedicated to my search and I enjoy adding to it. It is as though I have a wallet counter here at home and I can change my wallet whenever the mood strikes. The supple feel of leather, especially once it has become worn with use, cannot be compared. The pockets where the credit cards slide in and out are now loosened and stretched so as not to cause friction any longer. The secret storage compartments have become familiar and can be found quickly. My private selection is there waiting for me, what more could I ask for? But, as with any fetish, I will never be satisfied. When I pass the next wallet counter and eye that sexy little red one with the cute little clasp, I just know I will not be able to keep walking.
So, now that we're talking fetishes.....do you have any?
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