When I was 28 years old, I met a new friend. She had just moved to town, so I made it my duty to show her Provo's finest points. On friday we went to the bar. Saturday, the bar. Sunday, the bar. Months went by, then a year. Before this, I had never suspected. She came to my house one night in a short brown skirt. She sat down on my sofa and slightly parted her legs. There, laying in front of me was a a simple piece of flesh that would change my life forever. I did not hold back. "You have a ball sack", I cried. She smiled at me and winked her pretty little eye. I tried to spread the word, but no one believed me, they thought it was a joke, but it's not. Dear God, it's not. The strangest part is I liked it.
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Date: 2002-04-27 07:10 am (UTC)Months went by, then a year. Before this, I had never suspected. She came to my house one night in a short brown skirt. She sat down on my sofa and slightly parted her legs. There, laying in front of me was a a simple piece of flesh that would change my life forever. I did not hold back. "You have a ball sack", I cried. She smiled at me and winked her pretty little eye. I tried to spread the word, but no one believed me, they thought it was a joke, but it's not. Dear God, it's not.
The strangest part is I liked it.