At the beginning of my manhood, I had a story, and it was for me, but I would call it boring , I would feel I had the time to fool around and take the youth, to my fantasy but naked eye would see the naked truth, it became the pillow talk of the night, and that's the nexus of this plexus, I only got ***** cause I was sexist, with raw emotions under arrest, the intimate *** you say I was a stranger to and you would have to take it slow and teach me, and thankfully you reached me when my interest was high, so I admit that I would have the best time on my first time feeling like a pro, you already know, telling me you want a 2nd round, I figured so, now I see the yin and yang as the new thing..ready to go deeper peeping out the secrecy, already know the deepest is a sleeper, if I wake it up, it would spill the energy that minus well be friend or enemy, and yes the enemy was sexier and I admit my vice, now I have a baby mama that had several baby daddies and they only gave me fleeting advice, get this,  "your child needs support and your seed has a right to witness".