rosco rathbone
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I found an old letter in some college textbooks that I rescued from my mom's basement. It was from a girl I dated in highschool. I was a senior at a prep school, she was a freshman at the public school I would have attended.
I thought I was in love with her, in the corny and overly romantic way of teenage boys. She broke my heart and fucked my step-cousin Steve--one of those teen hellions who goes away to military academy, then ends up as a lawyer with offices across from the county courthouse, playing a lot of golf with local real-estate developers. I hadn't gotten any farther than feeling her tiny tit in a swoon of bliss.
Then I went away to college and underwent the normal changes. When I saw her again at a party two years later, I had all the hand. She began pursuing me, sending tons of letters, and I let her, and then took a scoundrel's revenge for the Hi-Skool Humiliation and Teen Heartbreak she'd put me through. But anyway, in this letter written in pink pen with hearts instead of dots on the "i's", she says:
You are a dominating person. There's this song where they sing "use her use her, shape her to your needs. I think it sounds cool. I want to be shaped to your needs.
It feels really odd to read that and realise that a 16-year old girl knew me better than I knew myself, because when I think about that time, I can't find any darkness or kinky perversity. Who knew that one day I would be one of the most feared and respected masters in the scene?
I thought I was in love with her, in the corny and overly romantic way of teenage boys. She broke my heart and fucked my step-cousin Steve--one of those teen hellions who goes away to military academy, then ends up as a lawyer with offices across from the county courthouse, playing a lot of golf with local real-estate developers. I hadn't gotten any farther than feeling her tiny tit in a swoon of bliss.
Then I went away to college and underwent the normal changes. When I saw her again at a party two years later, I had all the hand. She began pursuing me, sending tons of letters, and I let her, and then took a scoundrel's revenge for the Hi-Skool Humiliation and Teen Heartbreak she'd put me through. But anyway, in this letter written in pink pen with hearts instead of dots on the "i's", she says:
You are a dominating person. There's this song where they sing "use her use her, shape her to your needs. I think it sounds cool. I want to be shaped to your needs.
It feels really odd to read that and realise that a 16-year old girl knew me better than I knew myself, because when I think about that time, I can't find any darkness or kinky perversity. Who knew that one day I would be one of the most feared and respected masters in the scene?