A lasting obsession and sins and blames.
I am middle-aged years old and I have a confession to make.
It is a very intimate part that accompanies me since I was a child. My first sexual experience, the horny one I felt, was no desire for any girl or boy. But it’s a long story of my own. And they are also part of my affective memories. It’s a half-long confession and I’d like to share it with everyone.
In my childhood years, five or six, I had an experience. One fine day I was in the afternoon after lunch watching television cartoons.
It was an episode of Huckleberry Hound, “Lion-hearted Huck”. The storyline is the Huckleberry Hound as a hunter wrestling with a lion in the woods. The very smart lion primes up from him and one of the tricks was this little scene. I had seen this drawing before and knew there was a scene I describe. Huckeberry Hound was driving a jeep and was looking for the lion. The lion is hidden behind a stone. Shows a package of nails. Seeing the jeep approaching, it dumps and spreads the nails over the path the jeep would pass. Then on that day I was seeing again and as I had seen other times but now knowing what was ahead something different came to mind and a sudden excitement took over me.