All of my new found confidence and swagger was out the window as I became (no pun intended) the butt of my dorm's jokes. It was a very weird time for ...e, but as it turns out, this single event, and nickname, would lead me to something I never knew I was really interested in, and that is my sniffing fetish.I was embarrassed that I was being called Butt Sniffer by people I didn't even know, but secretly, inside, the thought of actually sniffing a girl was really beginning to take a hold of me. As. There is nothing hotter than that smell. Well, almost nothing – but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I picked out a cute little black dress, a pair of matching velvet and lace panties and a black teddy with a skull print all over it.I went back to work, and snuck into the bathroom to try on my new teddy. I spent the rest of my day wearing a teddy and thigh high stockings.I felt so sexy, I just wasn’t ready to go home when I got off work. I headed to a local strip club – I figured maybe a lap. “Here, Robb, let me help you get those things off,” she said as she opened my fly and pulled my pants down. This was not so easy, as my erection was sticking straight out through the fly opening in my jockey shorts. She stared at it, smiled warmly, and said, “Ummm, nice, thank you.” I took my shirt off, but she had taken on removing my pants as her own private task, and she was enjoying every second of it. She had my jeans off. Now, she started to carefully remove my jockey shorts as if they. Finally alone downstairs I had a chance to go through a large orange plastic jack-o-lantern found after scores of years in the attic. I poured out the contents inside my eyes lit up as bundles of vanished photos wrapped in orange and black ribbons like presents from decades fell to the coffee table. They had been mislaid decades earlier and found after my wife, Hermione, decided to bring back the rage in earlier decades. Halloween decorations a six foot witch along with goblins and cats which.