My First Time
The first time I did it was in a car. Obviously. I was scared. Frightened. What if something utterly bad happened? What if I got hurt, or something worse? But he pushed me. Said because of my fear it was even more reason to do it. “I’m too scared, I told you I don’t want to do this. Read more.
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