fetish |ˈfeti sh | (From my MacBook Dictionary)
noun
an inanimate object worshiped for its supposed magical powers or because it is considered to be inhabited by a spirit.
• a course of action to which one has an excessive and irrational commitment : he had a fetish for writing more opinions each year than any other justice.
• a form of sexual desire in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, item of clothing, part of the body, etc.
An object? I guess this could be anything you do not see as part of a whole but as distinct and separate from it’s other parts. I don’t look at things that way. I am interested in the whole, the way it all works together.
Story: I once had a roommate that loved to give people pedicures. I never really thought much about it. Well, one day she was painting my toenails and we were gabbing, when all of a sudden she started talking about my feet. (I’ve always thought I had cute feet.) She was commenting on my high arch and my perfectly tiered toes, and apparently I have a good pinkie toe nail which many women do not have. All Of a sudden I realized that she was aroused by painting my toenails. I even asked her, straight out, “do you have a foot fetish?”
At first it was weird. We were friends, nada mas. But then I found it amusing, and though it didn’t arouse me in any way, I thought teasing her with my feet would be fun. Well, to get to the point I let her kiss both of my big toes. I’m not sure what it actually did for her, but it was cute and funny to me.
Wait, I just thought about that fact that certain women’s hands I find very attractive. It doesn’t turn me on or arouse me, but attracts me. I personally feel like I can tell a gay woman from her hands.