Once upon a time in a far away land there was born unto a man and a woman, a man child.
Wait a minute! Far away land?
Ok, well maybe not a far away land but it could have been. After all, it is my story, isn't it?
Actually, it was only a few miles as the crows flies but still none the less there I was taking my first breath of air. And, if I didn't know it then, I certainly knew it early on, there was something different about this man child. Something different but oh so wonderful at the same time. But that so wonderful feeling, that warm tingly feeling caused by the boy who lived down the dirt road from you was something you didn't talk about, at least not out loud.
5 comments:
Welcome back blogger friend, have been checking in weekly, and glad to see you are getting back into the groove....Trust in yourself, not others, and you will make it thru anything....GG
I think everyone has had, or still has a boy down the dirt road... I know I have a couple...
the gay guru: thanks my friend for not giving up on me.
spider, country boys and first time experences are all good memories, there is more to the story.
So glad to see you back my friend. relieved and delighted.
woe, thank you dear freind, I hope all is well with you, too.
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