Someone on the internet said you should make things uncomfortable…
When I was really really young,maybe 5 or 6, there was a neighbor girl named Kaylee.
It was a really long time ago, so the entire memories are just flashes.
We were living in Louisiana, Laplace..
Anyway, this little girl asked me to come play and we went into her room. She was really into baby dolls and said that she wanted to have a baby.
But neither of us knew how sex worked.
We were just kids.
It was really weird.
She had me kiss her vagina and asked my to take my penis and pee inside of her.
All this was completely foreign to me, as it should be, and a 5 year old isn’t known for sustaining erections.
So I tried to do what she asked, and I just kinda rubbed on her.
The entire experience was completely inappropriate and I remember thinking “something about this is wrong”
In hindsight, that neighbor girl was totally being molested by someone in the family.
So I guess in a way, she was molesting me back?
I have no idea.
But it was consensual, two little five year olds being mega pervy .
I’ve always preferred girls my own age..
The moral of the story is..
Aren’t you glad you read that?
Aren’t the thoughts of strangers worth the time?
The answer is no.
No they are not,
dawn 