EnjoyThe BeginningChris and I had planned to meet one last time before before he and his family would move back to the States. He had told me the day ...efore that he was going to give me a big surprise gift. Something that both he and I would enjoy. We decided to meet at a hotel, since most of the stuff in his house was being moved or had been sold. I arrived at the hotel and texted him I was down at the lobby. Chris quickly replied back saying he would be coming down to the lobby and leading me. I wasn't always a freak of nature!I guess there's some medical explanation, having to do with pituitary hormones or something, but when everyone grows up, it's usually within the realm of the physical dimensions inherent from one's parents.Brainy parents produce brainy kids; tall parents produce tall kids, athletic parents, etc., etc...Well, MY father had a garden variety (maybe six inch) dick! (What boy never got a glance of his father's penis, growing up?)My high school was a five year high. .. I recall him telling me his mom wouldn't be home till morning cause of work and we were alone so I get an idea."I gotta pee " I say, he directs me to the bathroom which I find easily. Looking at myself in the mirror I get the courage to go through with my plan. I strip myself in there of everything before I leave I smile in the mirror and say "Look.. you're gonna get some tonight.. even if he's too nice to make the move first"I find my way to his doorway and lean against the frame"Ben.." I. A woman can’t search for it either. For her happiness either just came or didn’t no matter where she went. Such was the female poet’s dilemma. While she pushed herself to greater heights, there was always something weighing her down, dragging her below the earth no matter how hard she tried. It seemed to her like an odd paradox—the more intense the search, the farther happiness moved away. It had been this way ever since the incident in front of her home. It took suffering to realize these.