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Two Doors Down

By UTTubby

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I remember NOT much about yesterday. But,in 1967, once upon a CRIME, the little boy in ME cried. And so the story goes...he was my best friend, two doors down we'd laugh and play. But...I recall being enticed to lust at nudity. He'd grab a book and turn off the light and say "this is what to do, he'd do it to me" then done. Pleasure or pain? I do not recall or really care to remember. But every time I envision that scene it sort of smells and lingers. So WATCH your children and WATCH their friends to notice any frowns. Let them know between right and wrong. Don't let them go "two doors down." Written November 6th, 2001 © on Nov 06 2001 03:23 AM PST   0 • 1

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