Regardless of how many lovers or time spent with lovers, I always feel like it is the first time. That feeling of shock when someone does not just part your legs, but goes deep inside you, has never left me. I crave it and I push my hips into it, but that moment of tension never fails to disgust me. This is the legacy of my virginity.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Because I cannot help myself...
More writing that I have found...damn I should keep all these habits under control.
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