Every so often, I come to the conclusion that the Internet has made me knowledgeable about weird-ass fetishes. No matter WHAT you’re into, I think, there’s probably a web page with support forums, or a complete webring, that deals with it.

And then people point me in the direction of stuff like the Roy Orbison In Clingfilm Site which is by a dude who finds it arousing to read and write stories involving wrapping Singer/Songwriter Roy Orbison … in cling-film.

This sort of thing reminds me that there is no plateau to people’s strange sexual kinks. No final point at which you no longer raise an eyebrow.

Being jaded is a path, not a destination.