Charlie or Charles Johnson

À propos de moi: Hello I am Charles Johnson. I was always called Charlie except by teachers in schools, now I'm using Charles alot. I am into psychological or motivational hedonism that claimed human behavior is psychologically determined by desires to increase pleasure and to decrease pain, and have a BS degree in it, the degree including 6 courses in psychology, 5 in sociology and many organizational behavior courses, courses called "Organizational Analysis," "Organizational Development" and "The Social Psychology of Organizing".............I've done a little work here uploading, and I did because a girl here named Susan challenged me by saying "no content, no friendship". She later closed her account.........I've been into sex for 60 years since 1964 when I was 12 when I found 5 clean, dry, brown, large paper grocery bags full of off brand, black and white photos girlie mags in my neighborhood not by any garbage can area in beautiful rural Morris County, New Jersey and took them and hid them in a cardboard box under alot of leaves. The entire process of finding them and hiding them was a secret, no one saw me, and where I hid them was never visited by the public, so I had a secret psychological space that only I knew about. Not once did I ever see the people who lived next door to me where I buried the box come outside of their house for the three years I lived there. I think they were paranoid Jews and WW II was only 20 years earlier, so they were hiding. At the time I didn't know they were Jews. Maybe they were former Nazis hiding. I never saw them shovel snow off the sidewalk in their front yard which was against the law in that city, and I never saw them rake leaves, and their was a ton of leaves along that street. Landscape services didn't exist back then, no Hispanics working for them ever existed. The box was in behind the neighbor's garage by the railroad tracks and not near any people, and they didn't have a driveway to the garage, and lived separated from it up a hill on the street. On the other side of the railroad tracks people lived far off. I pretty much knew the pace of activity around there so I didn't expect the owners to come around to the back of their garage. I had a little hand holding girlfriend younger than me in the neighborhood and asked her if she wanted to see them, and she said yes, so I turned her on to them. The fact that we were holding hands walking in the neighborhood was when I first got into sex. The girl's mother broke us up when had a lecture with us saying we had time to do that when we were older. I never got back with the girl. I moved out of state. It's too bad it didn't work out for us then because we were on a roll and were ready right then for sex.........quote from fiction article in off brand men's mag, early 70's: "I dig dope, and I dig sex".......quote from popular national men's mag in late 70's to mid 80's, in 8 page centerfold issue I think: "big dicks are prime"(Beverly Morris)