Strip Me Of The Chase

Right now, I have a serious problem. I've got to find a way of proving my desire for a man in uniform isn't the only reason I stay with Tom, my boyfriend of eight months. My problem is, it's clear I'm really interested in him when he arrives home in his sexy fire-fighter outfit, yet after he's showered and changed the desire I feel somewhat fizzles. My thing for a man in uniform isn't something I hide. Some call it a fetish, others just think I'm an obsessed freak. Seriously, any age, any build, any man wearing a uniform will find me spinning out of control, often leading to a confusing climax of some kind. I'm not a cheat. I don't go sleeping around with other men and I do love Tom with all my heart. I say I'm not a cheat, but if I didn't panic and run away from men wearing something arousing, I don't think I'd be able to wear my faithful tiara as well as I do. Running from these situations seem to be my only option. Running, stops me from making the mistakes I know other people do. Yet how can I prove my love for Tom is real, when I am and always will be drawn to him sexually because he's a fireman? My name is Marsha Reid, I am twenty-eight years old and this is my dilemma.