Who Am I?

Good question.

Tonight I attended a munch and I noticed something about my behavior, now that my obsession with bootblacking is well-formed within me.

I always look at what shoes people are wearing. And if they are leather, and boots, I look at the condition. Dirty, scuffed, dull boots seem to cry out, "help me!" I think about what I would do with certain boots. How I would polish up the metal bits. This heel has a big scrape on it, would a little edge dressing help that? One pair of cowboy boots, this guy wears to every munch, and they are so dirty and scuffed with the little threads hanging off them, I just want to throw myself at his feet and beg him to let me clean them. Pathological? Perhaps, but at least I'm able to control myself.
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I added something new to my blog today. It's the cover art for Laura Antoniou's new book, The Killer Wore Leather. I fell in love with her Marketplace series, and so I was thrilled to see this new direction in her writing. Please, if you haven't read her books, give them a try. And tell your friends, too.

One of the hallmarks of the Marketplace series is the exploration of character through storytelling. In the first book of the series, each of the slaves-in-training tells his or her story, about what led them to become who they are.

I, too, will tell you my story, and I hope it might resonate with yours. Or at least a facet of yours. Just today I was asked why I want to become a bootblack. I can't really explain why I want to be a bootblack without telling my story. So we have to back up a bit.

In my next post, I will start from the beginning. Not at birth, of course...I won't bore you to death with that...from the beginning of my kinky life, and how it led to where I am now, and what it all has to do with bootblacking.