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'Have you ever done it to a woman before?' My throat runs dry, suddenly I'm a fourteen year old boy shoving my hands into my pockets dumbly shaking my head. 'Do you want to?' The boy shuffles feet and casts down his eyes. 'Are you-'                '-monogamous? Yes.' Her eyes narrow. My face suffuses with blood which suffuses the air a startled electric pink. The scent and hue are unmistakable. I feel betrayed. Don't come any closer. She draws near. Her lips graze my left pinna. I groan an ancient groan. 'I'm not going to make this... easy for you' Her voice is more air than vowel and as thick as red meat. I shut my eyes. When I open them, hours later, I peer through my fingers at the Straight Girl in the mirror and wonder who keeps changing the ****** rules.
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 7:07 PM UTC
My Fickle Animus
'Have you ever done it to a woman before?' My throat runs dry, suddenly I'm a fourteen year old boy shoving my hands into my pockets dumbly shaking my head. 'Do you want to?' The boy shuffles feet and casts down his eyes. 'Are you-'                '-monogamous? Yes.' Her eyes narrow. My face suffuses with blood which suffuses the air a startled electric pink. The scent and hue are unmistakable. I feel betrayed. Don't come any closer. She draws near. Her lips graze my left pinna. I groan an ancient groan. 'I'm not going to make this... easy for you' Her voice is more air than vowel and as thick as red meat. I shut my eyes. When I open them, hours later, I peer through my fingers at the Straight Girl in the mirror and wonder who keeps changing the ****** rules.
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 7:07 PM UTC
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