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Porn & Puberty!

  I guess you know about this?
  Well, I always assumed girls didn't like sex.
  It was something to trick them into, because
  girls got pregnant.
  The sword of sexual harassment and rape hung
  between my thighs. Boys were warned about
  sexual harassment in my grammar school as well
  as pregnancy. This was a progressive school.
  The Peabody Grammar School in Cambridge  Massachusetts.

    I liked talking to the girls, who in turn
  would kiss me. That was acceptable in school.
  However, outside school there was a lot of
  sex. These were the 70's and sex was experimental
  along with marijuana.
  My best friend Michael Wild had pot plants in his
  backyard. His mom Cathy showed us how to roll a joint.
  She was a double D and liked to go topless inside
  and outside in their backyard.
 
      All of this sexuality was happening with her
  knowledge in that house. The Wilds believed
  human sexuality was necessary part of adolescence.
  Mike's dad was a Harvard psychology professor.
  He let me sleep over with his daughter
  Rachael .. Michael was not happy about that.
  "It was a natural part of puberty and safer in
  their house"... Gunther thought.

      What Gunther didn't know at that time was
  Michael's sexual relationship with me and other
  boys. Michael was an aggressive homosexual,
  who liked to cross dress and pick up boys.
  I enjoyed showering with Rachael and sharing her
  mother's marijuana. It was such a cool place.
  At my parents house I had my Playboy Magazines
  and my two horny older sisters.

      They liked to experiment with pot and wine
  and occasionally me.. That weirdness started when
  I was 5 years old and they dressed me up like a girl.
  Whatever, I just like to think it was a normal
  part of puberty. The alternative is a perverse
  twisted childhood. Both, sisters were not happy
  with their breasts and neither was Rachael.
  They looked sexy to me. Odd, that Rachael didn't
  take after her mother's double Ds.
  Rachael had small, but sexy boobs... at 15.

      I really did write to the Playboy Bunnies ..
  They responded with letters like~

  "Your just the man I need. I don't have to
  think of anything other than we get together.
  I need a dominant macho male to be my master
  and take me from behind."

  That's what every 13 year old boy wants to read.
  I also appreciated the lipstick kiss on their
  letters.

  I guess I was over the top asking them for their
  panties. But, I got them!

  Rachael liked to see me wear them.. This must
  be a latent lesbian fantasy in girls.
  Strange days indeed.

  ~~~
  <^>