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As a child, I once blindfolded another girl in a party game and, to my surprise, I really felt something special. As a result I then volunteered to be the next victim, as it were, in the game and loved the sensation of, in turn, being blindfolded by one of the other girls. I went home that night and blindfolded myself, trying to re-capture whatever it was that appealed. I tried to involve my brother, Chris, into some blindfold games, we took turns in pinning the tail on the donkey but he didn’t seem too keen and other interests soon put it out of my mind. Perhaps, though, I did sow a seed in his mind? .

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