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met and played bongos with a kid named Stevie Wonder). We sat by the fence and I
explained a few things to Cary. Before I started my explanation, I did something suave.
I kissed her.
It was her first kiss. With three or four girls already under my belt, I was an old
hand. Unfortunately, I missed her mouth the first time and got her nose. So, I pretended
that‟s what I meant to do, then kissed her mouth.
Suddenly, Cary wasn‟t chubby. She was more “popular” than I might‟ve thought.
She was suddenly popular with a guy I call “The Soldier”, a nickname for my male
organ. He liked her a lot!
Cary also had, at the tender age of twelve, what‟s technically known as “a nice
rack”. Her blouse was hard pressed to cover those puppies. I soon found my hands were
equally hard pressed to leave „em untouched.
It was the last day of October, 1960, Halloween Day, and I was horny! Man, was
I horny! Therefore, I carefully explained to Cary the way it would have to be. If she
wanted to be my girlfriend, I wanted sex. I wasn‟t positive what it was yet, or even what
it might feel like. Didn‟t even have any idea how to do it. An instinct or two. Snatches
of conversation I overheard at different times. That was it.
Faced with an ultimatum, Cary still said she wanted to be my girlfriend. If I
wanted sex, she was willing.
Well, shit! Now what? I never expected her to say yes. I thought she‟d tell me to
go to hell and break up with me. That way, I could waste my time like before. Now she
told me I can do it to her, and I wasn‟t sure how.
Damned if I was gonna tell her how stupid I was. I told her, “Let‟s go”, and took
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