A The Badsammie Chronicles Story (19) Another old story, about the time I was reduced to just an object, a thing, a cunt. Used, abused, detached, lost in myself for a wonderful day.
When I was sixteen my girlfriend invited me to meet her parents over a homecooked dinner at her house. Beginning that evening and continuing over the next eight months, her father sexually abused me at every opportunity. This short episode describes that first encounter with Mr. Walters.
young men were only wearing shorts, their hard bodies glistening in the sun! She was especially fixated on two young black boys- their muscled bodies and six pack abs started making her pussy wet!
PARIS 1 - I shouldn't have gone for the cheap flight. 2 - I shouldn't have bought the duty-free perfume and cognac. 3. - I should have been more careful with my handbag. 4 - I shouldn't have insulted the customs official 5 - I shouldn't have trusted that taxi-driver.
Sometimes, just sometimes, gettin' laid ain't all that great. A 17-year-old kid (me) learns the hard way that it might be easier to get in than it is to get out!