"A large part of knowing your own body involves not only touching it, but doing what feels good. It's called masturbation and there is nothing wrong w...th giving yourself pleasure," she continued. She put one hand inside her dress and started massaging it, squeezing it firmly. "Mmmmm, it really does make me feel good," she said working her hand. She moved to the other breast and did the same. Then she pulled open the top of her dress and cupped both boobs. The boys gawked when they saw her naked. She was warned several times never to take the path alone. She did not listen. She knew it all. A little eighteen year old that could not be told anything. Her snooty attitude and lack of knowledge would teach her a lesson today.She walked along that summer morning singing to herself with her IPOD on. The sun shone. The warm day made her perspire slightly. She could not hear the wolves cracking the odd branch as they followed her along the trail. They could smell her sweet smell with a. Sports kept me occupied in his absence, until I recovered my interest in girls. Mother, was astute enough to see all the girls wanting to be with me. She got dad to give me 'a talk about the birds and the bees'. I think he secretly envied me, and my prowess. Many girls lost their virginity to me. I never pushed, and gave them as much enjoyment, as they gave me, treating each with as much love as dad treated mom. There were so many that came over, but never did they make a fuss, about being my. And cute though it is I can't get out of it by sayingthey're not women's clothes, they're my clothes. So where does thatcome from?"Judge not, less you be judged."Yes, that's right. I have "got religion". Not in the Westboro Baptistsense. You won't see or hear me telling people they are going to "burnin hell". You won't see or hear me protesting about cakes or gaymarriage. You won't see or hear me at family planning clinics exceptwhen I use my language skills to interpret for young women.