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I sit on the grass with Yiska warm summer day lunch time recess do you think of me when you're home? she says most of the time I say I think of you nearly all of the time at home she says what do you think about? I say us together in my bed at night she says as I hug my pillow and kiss it I pick grass with my fingers every night? I say most nights she says do you hug your pillow and dream of me in your bed? she says not easy I share a bed with my younger brother I say of course she says do you wish it was me there and not him? she says I scatter the grass at my feet I think of you lying there and me hugging you close and kissing and such I say my mother said to me what's the matter with you wandering the house like a moody cow? Yiska says nothing I told her just that time of the month and my brother said what time of the month is that? **** off I said and mother told me to behave and not swear I look at her sitting there her hands on her knees what does your brother say about us sitting here lunch times? he says nothing to her I don't think he worries and he'd not tell tales she turns and leans close and kisses me quickly wish you were in my bed at night she whispers so do I I reply Goldfinch comes over aren't you playing football? he says we need you for right back not now I say I'm back here with her he shakes his head and goes I look at her and she smiles and I imagine her with no clothes.
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 2:39 AM UTC
SUMMERTIME BLUES 1962
I sit on the grass with Yiska warm summer day lunch time recess do you think of me when you're home? she says most of the time I say I think of you nearly all of the time at home she says what do you think about? I say us together in my bed at night she says as I hug my pillow and kiss it I pick grass with my fingers every night? I say most nights she says do you hug your pillow and dream of me in your bed? she says not easy I share a bed with my younger brother I say of course she says do you wish it was me there and not him? she says I scatter the grass at my feet I think of you lying there and me hugging you close and kissing and such I say my mother said to me what's the matter with you wandering the house like a moody cow? Yiska says nothing I told her just that time of the month and my brother said what time of the month is that? **** off I said and mother told me to behave and not swear I look at her sitting there her hands on her knees what does your brother say about us sitting here lunch times? he says nothing to her I don't think he worries and he'd not tell tales she turns and leans close and kisses me quickly wish you were in my bed at night she whispers so do I I reply Goldfinch comes over aren't you playing football? he says we need you for right back not now I say I'm back here with her he shakes his head and goes I look at her and she smiles and I imagine her with no clothes.
BOY AND GIRL AT SCHOOL DURING LUNCH RECESS IN 1962
TerryCollett
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 2:39 AM UTC
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