I’m very fond of my fetishes, but sowing & crowing fetishes is not without a certain risk. Years ago my favourite artist and his band came to Europe and I decided to see their concert at the Stade de France, Paris. So I bought a ticket, flew to Paris and got myself a hotel. I went to the Stadium early, because I had field tickets and I wanted to find myself a nice spot. There were some 75.000 people that night and just minutes before the concert two Girls pushed their way through the crowd and stopped right in front of me. One of them was wearing a shiny, black jacket. I couldn’t keep my eyes of it and I prayed She would put Her arm around my throat and choke me to death. Absurd of course, because it’s quite unusual for people to do that at concerts. Or anywhere else for that matter. The concert? No idea, I have no recollection of any concert whatsoever. I was spellbound. So a fetish can literally make and break your day at the same time.