Transitional Objects

I had a whole bed full of stuffed animals when I was a little boy. I don’t sleep with any now. But one thing I loved then was the elastic waistband of my diaper. I would touch it and hold it when I was little. And I still catch myself doing that now. I guess it was my “security blanket”. That was one reason I was so sad when diapers we taken away as a child.
 
There is something erotic about elastic waistbands, at least for me. When I put on plastic pants, I'll make either the waistband or the leg band snap. I seem to remember my mom doing that. I can still hear the sound in my head.
 
Back
Top