She would talk about sexually explicit things to me and I would act as if I knew it all. Not just because of the money, but she would talk to me as an adult, like woman to woman. And to tell you the truth I’d rather baby sit for her than go out on a date. My parents would let me go out on dates on weekends as long I was home by twelve but most weekends I was baby sitting for the young, very attractive model neighbor next door that had a new baby boy. I slept well I had so much more to learn about life I wanted it all. “You got to be kidding, I’d never do that, I’m not a slut, that‘s nasty.” But every night my hands were between my legs as I humped them as I lie on my stomach until that great sensation took over and made me feel like I knew everything there was to know about sex (again, so I thought). Sure, I giggled when one of the girls talked about sex and masturbating, didn’t we all, as if we were all innocent of doing a naughty thing that we never talked about, and if asked we always lied about it. In one sense it was very naïve of me to think that I knew the ways of adults at eighteen. To embarrass me, some of the kids yelled, “hey lez” when strangers were around. Pissed me off when I was old enough to find out lez was short for lesbian. My name is Leslee, I know but that’s how it’s spelled on my birth certificate my granddads names were Lester and Lee, they wanted a boy and when I was born they thought that they could create a cute girls name and of course they all call me Lez. I was smart, I was fully developed physically, as well as sexually( so I thought.) I had a slender body with long legs but my tits were large, “C” cup, I was taller than my mom, in fact I was the tallest girl in my graduation class at 5‘ 8“and 120#’s. “When I was eighteen I thought that I was finally a grown up as much as any adult I knew it all.
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