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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A mostly True story....
From an early age i can remember our next door neighbours coming over to play in our garden.
Marco and Felicia were From Malta and befriended both myself and my younger brother.
Every weekend Felicia would jump over the small back fence and knock on our back door for me, followed by mark for my brother.
We became the bestest of friends.... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Our favourite game was to build a den at the end of the garden and play doctors and nurses.
This involved Felicia examining every part of my body before stroking in between my legs telling me that i needed medicine to make me feel better.
It felt so good, yet i knew it was wrong,and was something i worried about for many years after before realising it was a pretty normal child hood experience... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This continued for months, both of us getting braver, exploring each others bodies, trying not to get caught by the two boys, feeling guity, feeling good...
Until one day we discovered that they were moving out of town... |
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