I can barely imagine what she might have been like at 17, or
16, or 15, or where she actually did it all fir the first time, not Lola and
Dorothy, though she did those, too, how rushed was she to get there, to feel it
all, to go where no man hade gone before, under the skin, in all those apertures
she previously used for other things, what did she think it would be like before
it all transpired, and did it live up to what she expected, and how far did she
go, did it happened fast or slow, did she ramp it up, touching and being
touched, sucking and being sucked, was it almost as savage as it was with the
beast she studied in biology class, doing and being done, just as the teacher
said when it came to bird and bees, feeling his fingers root through her hair,
holding her in place for the final plunge, skirt risen or jeans down below her
knees, did it feel as dirty as the magazines the boys read suggest, or was it
as near to what she thought it might be before it occurred?
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