I feel it is important to stress that at the time I was being home schooled. The boys I knew were largely boys that lived around our neighborhood. They never saw me at school but they would play with me at the nearby park and in our backyard or theirs. I was living as a girl twenty-four seven. They had no reason to suspect that I was not a girl. Their parents had no reason to suspect I was not a girl.
I do not know that I ever really thought about what it meant to have boys like me and to like boys in return. I can however recall feeling really good whenever a boy would give me some flowers, or tell me I was cute, or ask to be my boyfriend.
I also like it when I caught a boy looking at me, particularly on those occasions when I suspect they were hoping to see my panties. And while Mom had taught me the same lessons as any mother would teach to their daughter about their panties, I really liked it when boys wanted to get a glimpse of my panties. I might even go so far as to confess that I went out of my way to 'flash' the boys, which is not to say I knew the term 'flash' at the time.
I feel it is important to know that while it would be a few years yet before I could be appropriately labeled as a 'slut,'
I tend to believe that many of my behaviors were consistent with being a slut.
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