When all else fails, try to go where no one else goes because no one cares what you are writing anymore.
32F. I went ghost hunting naked on a dare. Old abandoned house, place falling apart, rumored to be haunted. Left my clothes on the porch and walked right in. The rumors were true, there was something there. Dark apparition, moving around here and there, disappearing, re-appearing later. I was scared, but honestly more embarrassed that a ghost saw me naked.
I’m an older bi guy. I like to dress in women’s lingerie and put on makeup. I just love how it feels and how I look like such a s*** when I do this.
