I don't know why I suddenly decided to journal the filthy corridors of my mind and especially in the public domain but it seemed like a good idea at the time.

I've had a fetish for sexy women for as long as I can remember, and in fact longer than that because I know I was already masturbating and having hot fantasies when I was 8 years old... at least they were hot to me at the time.

As a kid, I had a thing for women's feet and bikinis.  The first fantasy I remember is one about a girl that goes into a phone box (or clothes box as it was called in my mind) and it somehow strips her to a bikini.  The process of her clothing coming away was more interesting to me than the how or the why or even whether she knew it would happen before she went in.  But after a few nights I'd finally gotten her to the point where she was bikini clad.  Then she'd sit on the ground on a magic carpet that would take her up out the roof of the box and for the next few nights I'd fantasise about her journey and all the weather that it would be uncomfortable for her to be wearing a bikini in while riding on a magic carpet.

Finally she arrived at a castle along with the women from all the other "clothes boxes".  The girls were taken into a large hall where they were sat in rows on long benches, having to put their bare feet in buckets of water, ice, mud, slime, rocks, grass and who knows what else.  And then the magic carpet would take her back through the weather systems to her clothes box where she'd be ejected onto the street still in just her bikini.  The whole feet thing strikes me as weird now, but as I say I was about 8.