I was 6, when a girl sat down next to me for the first time in class. My brain hadn't developed to the point where I could conceive the anatomy of a girl. She was just another friends. I held her hands, running spreading chaos all around.
I was 10, a demure kid, when I looked at a girl's face for more than 3 seconds for the first time. I felt a tickle inside, astound by how cute she was how that affected me.
I was 15, perceived by peers a cool guy, flirted my way through anyone and everyone available to uphold the eminence of being a stud.
I was 18, when the story of a girl hardly mattered to me. All I did was stare at the ones with big bosoms and the behinds that could turn me on.
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