She had written this in her journal,
while she was still able to . . .
We were both 14.
I had to show him how to do it.
He had never been with
a girl before.
He barely had an hair yet, and
he was afraid to look at me.
He kissed with his lips
closed tight.
He came in an instant and
*sprayed his ****** *** on my*
deflowered cotton dress.
I later burned that dress
in the backyard barbecue and
saved the ashes
in a small cedar box.
Twelve years later
she would sprinkle those ashes
over her mother's grave,
a parting gift
for having played the game
so poorly.
Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 9:04 AM UTC
She had written this in her journal,
while she was still able to . . .
We were both 14.
I had to show him how to do it.
He had never been with
a girl before.
He barely had an hair yet, and
he was afraid to look at me.
He kissed with his lips
closed tight.
He came in an instant and
*sprayed his ****** *** on my*
deflowered cotton dress.
I later burned that dress
in the backyard barbecue and
saved the ashes
in a small cedar box.
Twelve years later
she would sprinkle those ashes
over her mother's grave,
a parting gift
for having played the game
so poorly.