Blue w211 Mercedes E Class Wagon at Loblaws. -☆CARSPOTTER☆. 2023 Subaru BRZ at Subway. -☆CARSPOTTER☆. 2007 Ford Mustang V6 at 7 Eleven. -☆CARSPOTTER☆. BMW

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Blue w211 Mercedes E Class Wagon at Loblaws.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

2023 Subaru BRZ at Subway.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

2007 Ford Mustang V6 at 7 Eleven.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

BMW M340i at Loblaws.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

2025 BMW M5C at Carlton St.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

2026 Audi A4 at Scotiabank.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

1996 Audi S4 at Church St.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

2005 Ford Mustang at Toronto Hydro.
-☆CARSPOTTER☆.

New Confession

I read a posting from a few days ago about cousins making out years ago. It brought back some memories from my early teen years decades passed.

Back in the day I used to spend some of my summer vacation weeks staying with my grandparents. I had a female cousin that did as well and we bonded. Of course we had some alone time and made out a little innocently to see what it was like.

One of the last times her step sister stayed also. I really didn’t know her as we all lived distant and she lived with her other parent but was invited.

As it turned out she was way more curious and forward than we were when her step sister had admitted what we had done. This turned out to be the first time I saw a naked girl and then two together and them seeing a naked male. No touching just looking. Something I remember in detail all these years later.

I lost all contact years ago after my grandparents passed away. I can’t help think if those memories ever cross their minds.

Related Confessions

People of today’s world are so miserable lame and just s*** a**. Growing up people took chances, pushed boundaries, tested waters, did everything we could do for an experience and a memory. Everyone has reverted to a bunch of hysterical reactionaries who think we’re gonna get in trouble if we misbehave or do anything outside of our chosen narratives. It’s all just through the motions by design, and you’ve all fallen right into your designated roles. Absolutely pathetic. Here’s to those of us who still have dreams, fantasies, the undying urge to go beyond prediction. I miss those days, you should too….