#651763

It isn’t really a repressed memory, but one i cherish.. the earliest time i can think of was when i was 10 or 11 and, when emerging from the bath i realized i didn’t have anything clean to wear after drying off.. my Mother handed me her beautiful quilted, 3/4 sleeve robe and i simply fell in love with it, feeling it embrace me like it belonged there all the time. i took my sweet time changing out of it.. i was truly excited and aroused by it.

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