But the reason she asked is because when I was about 10 or so I had a terrible facial tic. I would squinch my lips up and poke them out then stretch my mouth wide open. I can't even think about it, much less write about it without having a very strong urge to do it! It feels so good! But once it starts, it takes over and it very hard to get under control.
I could make a spiritual correlation, but I think you can get it for yourself.
My mom asked me to talk about my trip to Haiti and my white leg.
Well, I am very white. Not just caucasian, but a caucasian who shows all of her British heritage and absolutely none of whatever heritage we have that makes some of us look like we are from south of the border. I am just plain white.
So I was in Haiti for a couple of weeks and those people are very dark. Beautiful people.
We went on a horse ride up a hill and we had to wear dresses because proper ladies don't wear pants. I wore a dress that did not have enough freedom of movement and the only way I could get on my horse was to hike that skirt up a ways. At least I was proper...
Anyway, my thighs just don't see the sun much and are nearly the color of paste. This cute little guy (a young man of 18 or so) was my horse "wrangler" and as I sat there on the horse blinding everyone, he stared at my leg and before he could help himself he ran his finger over the skin. He was shocked at himself and looked at me very apologetically and a bit mortified at what he had done. I just grinned and that was it. It wasn't a sexual thing, he just was fascinated by that whiter than white skin.
Anyway, I think it is funny because there have been times that I have barely been able to restrain myself from doing something similar!