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The Little Boy and Sex

By UTTubby

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OK...Here's how it goes... Sex shadows over me, raped me before my virginity- age of Sex, Sevin, Ate, but who's to know, I can't even SPELL- write or rong. Who's to know he's on my back- giving me nothing, and taking it back, no attraction, or satisfaction and kisses are yucky, too. Oh! the shame. What are kisses? What's this... I'm made to suck, I don't know but it looks like me, it's not him but another one, preying on me before my virginity. Sex, Sevin, Ate, be Nine, who's to know, another one has joined this show, cept he's closer to me like my... OH! Help me! I got a knife, stuck it in a door... pounding and screaming forevermore- I'm reminded while I cry, But, I would have killed him anyway. Written November 14th, 2001 © on Nov 19 2001 04:47 AM PST   0 • 1

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