Every minute, Every hour, Everywhere

mdrewlander

Hey
I've lived some, loved a lot, travelled alone and with companions and I have to say, on reflection, I have a story to tell of life experiences, erotic encounters and beautiful memories to share and encourage others to LIVE LIFE daily, moment by precious moment. Okay ... now breathe, ha ha. That is one heck of an introductory sentence 

As a young boy growing up in a colonial environment, I had a skewed view of life and love. Sheltered in a privileged community there were many things that established my perspective of how to live among people of mixed races. My colour determined my status in the broader community, my families wealth, or lack of it, determined our standing within our privileged community. 

Between the ages of 5 and ten, my only interest was to please my parents, respect my older brothers and sisters and play with my friends in the neighbourhood ... the things boys do.

(There will be more, it will become erotic, it will be beautiful) ... Your comments will be appreciated and will encourage and enthuse me. I thank you in advance 
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