To be continued
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| Some thoughts about the lift and the carry.. or yet true lift and carry tales | ||||||||||||||||||
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| How it all began... Well I must have been around the age of 14 when I was carried for the first time. Of course not counting the little kid and baby carries by mum... I used to hang around with a few girls of my age by lack of boys to play soccer with in those days. As girls don't play soccer they play other things. One of their favorte games was hospital. As they all wanted to be nurses, I had the luck to always be the patient. And what do you do with a patient that has a broken leg thus pretending he can't walk? Exactly, you have to carry him since a wheelchair wasn't availalble. Soon the girls found out they had no trouble in carrying me (well I must only have been a 90 lbs a that time) and so they did. I was in shock when I found myself being picked up by a girl of the same age, but soon the embarassement made place for admiration and i started to like the hospital game. And so my lift and carry admiration was born and so was my admiration for the sensual power of the female species... To be continued CarryLover |
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