Of course, having years ofsuffering from them never helped my perspective one iota.It all started in the fifth grade. It was winter and I had recently...tarted at a new school. I, like many students during recess, wasenjoying sliding across a large frozen puddle. That is until Johnnycame by. Johnny was the seventh, but should have been in tenth, gradebully of the school and he pushed and shoved everyone down and off theice claiming it was his ice. I was much smaller, but defiant, and notvery. .. the taut sheen of his tightly-bound balls, the prominent underside ridge of his 8-inch tusk, his foreskinned tip half uncovered. I reached down and carefully collected his jutting shaft in my palm, letting it slide softly from base to tip ... enjoying its heft, hardness, and warmth.“Such a magnificent specimen,” I thought to myself, wistfully musing how it would feel to possess a cock equal to its grandeur.Pulling up on the leash his meaty stalk rose from my hand, only to fall back with an. ‘You look great’ she continued. ‘I have been coming here for years but I have never seen such a quick transformation.’ She and her friends came up to me and were all standing studying my naked form. ‘You looked OK before, but gosh, you look absolutely great now. I mean look at your arms and legs, trim fit lean.’ I looked down at my body self-consciously. I had never been studied in this way before, I had been generally pretty shy about any public exposure. It was true that, as with everything. She was wearing a big straw hat, a light blue sun dress and sandals with a slight heel. He had never seen her before, but she was very young and appealing. ‘I’m okay, thanks, I’ll be done in about an hour.’ ‘With two hands, it could be a half hour,’ the girl answered with a laugh. She opened the gate. ‘Please, I’m going crazy looking for something to do. My mother has company and asked me to clear out. I’d love to help.’ Brandon looked into the young girl’s pretty green eyes and smile and.