Due to a stroke of incredibly good fortune, it was my privilege to spend the bulk of my summer break (May-Sept. '03) as a circus aerialist-in-training, courtesy of my gorgeous Aunt and her husband who have been working the Latin American three ring show circuit for a little over twenty years. Risking ones life while his body is sheathed in footed tights or tank style footed unitards is an intoxicating thrill that would literally have me shaking with fear and desire for days on end even after a grueling performance period ; even typing this missive has my swollen form pressing vainly against the buttons of my 501's! Would enjoy sharing a few of my experiences with all of you, but I fear this message site tends to screw up at random when one punches in one too many letter "o"'s (I trust this missive will transmit successfully). I'm shaking as I type this; I can still smell the scent of my leggy Aunts sex even as she had me massage her feet, ankles,calves and thighs while she was wearing a pair of Danskin footed tights (suntan) with gold spangles adorning the nylon/lycra webbing at random lengths along the smooth curves of her beautiful stems. The purpose of that particular "exercise" was meant to release unnecessary body tension while preparing to mount the wooden aerial platform set 30 feet above ground level. The smell of her hosed feet as she removed her gold lame ballet slippers, the silky strand of dark pubic hair that teasingly peaked from the left leg hole of her snug thong leo....AAAAAARRRRGGHHH!!!!!Anyway, if you would enjoy my sharing of a few of erotic experiences while clad in the snug toe-to-waist/to-to-chest costumes that aerialists are actually PAID to wear, let me hear from you, as I am not desirous of wasting time on a deserted message board.Love and Leah-tahds,Antonio