My first love? I can't call my first love, my first girlfriend... So it can't be her from 1990 in Kindergarten! The other one couldn't be either, I was 5! What about her from 3rd grade? Oh wait, it was Erica. I was 6, she was 16. That's probably why I'm in love with older women now. She flirted with me for about 4 years until I was about 9, she had her first child near then, I think that's when I knew it was over. I later fell in love with one of her relatives, she was older than me, but, by only a year this time.
My first kiss took place in the basement of my church. My mom sang in the choir, so did her mom. We somehow escaped the eyes of our parents to "go-to the bathroom," before I knew it, her tongue was down my throat, I was shocked, disgusted and aroused all at the same time. She was another older girl, I think she had 3 years on me, I was nine, she was 12. Crazy right, these older women got a hold to me.
My true love, I'm waiting on... I think I know her already.
My true love, I'm waiting on... I think I know her already.
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