She who litters wins my love

Time to unveil my dark side, in part at least, such as it is. If you lose all respect for eastcoastdweller now, it was merely respect for pages in cyberspace. If you had no respect for me in the first place, which is more likely, no harm was done.

Everyone has a fetish of some kind. I have several, all of which, I hasten to add, are harmless.

What you might find most peculiar is my attraction to girls and women who litter. As in, throw their trash on the ground. Yeah, it makes no sense -- but does any such predilection?

I can distinctly remember each and every instance, dating back to when I was a preteen, in which I saw a girl drop, throw, kick or flick away her unwanted rubbish in public. I cherish the memories. I still have a twenty-some year old candy wrapper which dropped from the fingers of a beautiful blonde classmate in high school.

You won't find sites for this on the web, not yet, maybe not ever. I have found maybe two other people on the planet with the same peculiarity.

You must admit it's less disturbing than masochism, infantalism, insect crush or any of the far more common fetishes.

There, I've posted it. Let's see if I merely tossed a stone into a bottomless well, or if anything is heard.