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The water in the bath is quite hot and soapy Elaine's mum has run it put in her own bath stuff Elaine lays all stretched out her feet at the tap end the water soapy hot caresses her small ******* she hates them and loves them they tell her she's growing into a young woman her childhood almost gone they look like small piglets drowning there she muses she hates it when at school in P.E. when the girls point at her look at those small ******* they tell her the boy John whom she likes at the school doesn't look or seem to but maybe he does gaze secretly she muses and that thought undoes her he looking mentally he touching each of them how to get such a thought out of mind? she sits up in the bath she'll ask him if he does when at school the next day but she won't she knows it but she'll watch as he talks of bird's eggs or new seen butterflies where he looks with his eyes what beneath her white blouse and small bra bunched up lies.
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
ELAINE AND WOMANHOOD.
The water in the bath is quite hot and soapy Elaine's mum has run it put in her own bath stuff Elaine lays all stretched out her feet at the tap end the water soapy hot caresses her small ******* she hates them and loves them they tell her she's growing into a young woman her childhood almost gone they look like small piglets drowning there she muses she hates it when at school in P.E. when the girls point at her look at those small ******* they tell her the boy John whom she likes at the school doesn't look or seem to but maybe he does gaze secretly she muses and that thought undoes her he looking mentally he touching each of them how to get such a thought out of mind? she sits up in the bath she'll ask him if he does when at school the next day but she won't she knows it but she'll watch as he talks of bird's eggs or new seen butterflies where he looks with his eyes what beneath her white blouse and small bra bunched up lies.
A GIRL MUSES ON HER UNFOLDING WOMANHOOD IN 1962.
terry-collett
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
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