
A ally gave me his phone number weeks agone. "Call him. Just call him," that babe told. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the men. Well, maybe a adult baby. "Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the pont of time. I just crave to be by myself for awhile. That’s all." My ally shrugged. "Call him," that babe told afresh. I was the youngest of 3 beauties. Growing up, I’d watched my sisters and their guy allies. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, poked away, greater quantity groping. I had fantasies, murky images in my head. And I’d fumbled with myself some nights, unsatisfied, my fumbling increasing my lust. Like schlongs were doing now.
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