30th November 2011
I thought it was time to revisit the wonder that is the Scavenger Hunt. The list of Scavenger Hunt locations and participants is currently being hosted on Curvaceous Dee’s site. The idea of the Scavenger Hunt is to encourage you to be inappropriately naked in some form or other in a variety of different public locations and the more places you manage to add to your list the more badges you can earn. So far I have managed 10 different locations for this list and earned myself a gold badge. (see below) but it would seem that Curvaceous Dee does not want us to stop there and has promised that there will be additional awards for those that make extra special efforts. To spur us on she has also started a list of, as yet, untackled locations and you should know me by now, I do love a good challenge. So over the next few months I hope to add to my list to Scavenger Hunt achievements.
So far I have managed;
Supermarket (one of my favourites)
Woods/park (contains a self portrait picture that I am very proud of and a funny story)
Bus Stop (Plus other pictures)
Hardware Store/Garden Centre (I do miss short skirt weather)
Roof (amazing moon photographs taken by Sir)
Monument (Eros in Piccadilly Circus no less and one of the funniest pictures I have ever posted. I am VERY proud of this achievement)
Fountain (The fountains in Trafalgar Square no less)
Car Bonnet (All with a red theme)
So it seems like now would a good time to add to this last. I know I have already done the train but not the train station, until now that is. These photographs were taken a month or so ago when it was still warm enough to leave the house without layers of clothing to keep me from freezing. We had been to meet a man about a possible location for our munch party and on the drive back I happened to mentioned that the village we were passing through had a train station that I suspected would be fairly deserted during the day.
So we parked, grabbed the camera and climbed the steps up onto the platform where we were greeted with a completely empty north bound platform but on the other side of the tracks things were not quite the same
I tried in vain to persuade Sir that this was clearly not the time or the place to be indulging in Scavenger Hunting but I was firmly over ruled and I have to say that once I got going I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Knowing the men were there turned me on and I found myself checking over my shoulder now and then to try to see if they were watching. Could they see me lifting my skirt? Did they know I wasn’t wearing any knickers? Where they wishing they were waiting for a north bound train instead? Could they be wondering what it would be like to swap places with the man with the camera in his hand? All these thoughts keep running through my mind and the result of the whole experience was a not only some great photographs but a very turned on and wet Molly.
I often find when faced with exhibitionist opportunities that I want to curl up hide. My face flushes with embarrassment yet my body flushes with excitement and a little internal battle ensues between the shy Molly and the ‘out there’ Molly. Encouraging words or direct orders from him can bring this little battle to abrupt end but even when we were apart the exhibitionist within me always wins and guess it is this kink that goes a long way to explaining why I love being part of the Scavenger Hunt so much.
Ps… Today is Wanton Wednesday, need I say more…