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The Inner ****

My first encounter with the softer side

It was going to be a hot June afternoon....the last place I wanted to be was coupted up in Mrs Pock's boring Personal Consumer Class...The school year was coming to a close...I was a senior ....put those three situations together and it spelled ...Cutting class this afternoon ....yeah it was the hotest day of the year...why not find some where near water ...so i could relax in comfort...

Portland Oregon is a city known for its bridges...Roses...and beautiful...

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Mar 26, 14 6:59 PM | (1)

The Stairway To Heaven...

Last summer I was walking down a semi-busy street here in Portland...It was a hot Sunday afternoon I was dressed in a gauzy mid calf skirt with a lowcut tank top that made my big **** look extraordinary full and ample...I loved looking down to my cleavage... watching my **** bounce and sway with every step...I was feeling partecularly provocative...i felt ****...i looked ****...i was feeling rather **** and sassy...and felt like smiling at everyone I passed on the street...both young and...

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Feb 20, 14 11:18 AM | (0)

The walls have...eyes...

I slept down in the basement of my of my parents house when I was in my early twenties...They had a huge old house....They decided to have it painted one summer...They hired a painting company who had to scrape and prep the wood before it could be painted...There were young painters all around the house...scraping here and there...you never knew where they were working...one hot afternoon I was in my basement room listening to some music and enjoying the coolness of being out of the hot...

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Feb 17, 14 12:03 PM | (3)

I love to be watched...

It really makes me feel naughty when I know I've **** someone's eye when I'm out dancing for myself...I become such a nasty tease...I love to dance with myself...running my hands slowly over my body...knowing I have eyes watching my every move..the music becomes the only driving force in my mind...besides the knowing of the eyes burning in to my flesh...my hands move over my big round body...feeling the ample softness of my **** volumptuous body...my hands work their way up through my...

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Feb 16, 14 11:26 AM | (1)

You Never Know Who's Watching...

My **** was middle middle class growing upin Ne Portland,,,When I was in the first grade when  my parent bought a home in NE Portland...we wereapart of a wave of young **** moving into the Irington area...the hoyuse were beautiful and huge...as we moved in ...the old people werejust moving out ...one way or another...there werealot of single elder women living all alone in these huge ...3 stiry homes ...they werewaiting to go be with their husbands ...and hadno intendtionsof...

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Oct 6, 13 7:07 AM | (3)

Hide and seek...

The childhood game "hide and seek" was probably never meant to be played quite the same way it was played in my neighborhood growing up...a whole gang of **** from 25th street down to 15th ave would gather at dusk...set up the boundaries...determine who was not it...and who were the seekers...started the count down  from a hundred...and the game begins...Out of the whole neighborhood there was only 5 girls playing...myself and my two best friends, Jackie, who's nickname was...

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Sep 5, 13 5:15 AM | (8)

It's all good...or...is it?...

I found if i squeezed my legs together really tight...and touched myself...down there...I would get this wondeful wave of incredible feelings...i didn't know exactly what was going on...why it was happening...but, i had a pretty good idea it had some thing to do with me changing ...my body was changing and i i wasn't sure if i was doing a good thing or a bad thing...All I knew wasen ... I wanted to feel it more...sometimes up to three or four times a day...it seemed to be always on my...

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Sep 3, 13 10:31 PM | (10)

My journey begins

While my parents had their hands full with my siblings...I began developing in to a  young woman...everyones attention was on the three squicky wheels...Lori Joe became **** at 16, and had a bi-racial **** (in the early 70's that was not very accepted) ... while David, honded in on his bank robbing skills and herion addiction...and **** Timmy developed the taste for Southern Comfort and fatherhood...i'm not sure in which order. So that leaves me...Sweet **** ol Kellee ****...to...

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Sep 1, 13 5:30 AM | (3)

The "INNER ****"...

Timothy, or Timmyas i called him well into our **** life...was my five years **** brother...he was a big ten pound...blue eyed **** boy with the longest eyelashes I'd every seen!...He was the apple of my parent's eyes,...Timmy was the NEW favorite "**** Boy" in the ****...well, he was the only **** boy in the **** by then...my older brother Davy was seven years old and that sweet new **** smell had long since worn off him  ...and he was well on his way to being David...And,...

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Aug 9, 13 6:27 PM | (3)

The "Inner ****"

My older borther David, he was 2 years older an me...2 years was just long enough for him to rule my parents in all the "firsts"...Let me explain, david was the "first" boy born...so he reaped all the advantages of being a first...my **** was overjoyed that he now had something...or should I say someone who he could to push all his man-y hobbies on...the fishing,...**** leauge baseball,...outdoor living...you know, the things the girls didn't find...

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Jul 9, 13 2:06 AM | (0)

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