once, when i was, i donna know, maybe 11 or somethin', i found a copy of this book called The Four Loves in my mom's room and i got really, you know...
"aroused?"
yeah. it didn't take much, you know? i just read the back and it said it was about love between family members and men and...you know...
"go on"
well, it was the first time i read about people having sex with their family and other men and, you know..."
"did you masturbate?"
yeah, i knew my mom or my sister could come in at any minute and i kinda hoped they would.
"did you ever read any more of that book?"
...no. i knew it was my mom's and she would get mad.
"what if i told you i've read that book?"
really? you?
"what if i told you it was a christian book?"
no way! that think also talked about bangin--i mean, having sex with--god!
"the book is about love. you made the jump to sex. i find it interesting you'd read the word 'love' and interpret it as 'sex.'
yeah, ha ha, i guess that is a little strange...but...if love ain't sex, what is it?
like orphaned Brazilian mutants. only without anything to gird their loins...
i'd like to see the force do this
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