Originally posted by:paradelights
Originally posted by:tommynorcal
thats a parody
Originally posted by: Kadesh
At first my longings weren't sexual, they were simply a craving for a man's attention and interest in me. I remember a family Christmas gathering when I was only four or five years old, and the boyfriend of an adult cousin held me on his lap and played with me for what seemed like hours. For years after that, I would go to bed and in my mind re-live that wonderful experience.
A few blocks from our house there was a neighborhood fire engine station, and I would regularly walk there just to stand around hoping that one of the men would come out and talk to me. They had a set of weights in the fire house, and I loved to look in and see the firemen's muscles as they exercised.
Eventually, these longings for male contact did turn sexual. A strong aggressive neighbor boy who was about a yea