Memories of my innocent younger years. A boy home all alone, pretty in his sister’s makeup, posing teasingly for an imagined audience of boys. How they were so driven wild with desire for my delicate, thin little body.
Memories of my innocent younger years. A boy home all alone, pretty in his sister’s makeup, posing teasingly for an imagined audience of boys. How they were so driven wild with desire for my delicate, thin little body.
Memories of my innocent younger years. A boy home all alone, pretty in his sister’s makeup, posing teasingly for an imagined audience of boys. How they were so driven wild with desire for my delicate, thin little body.