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My first time occurred during a family picnic. I got hammered and had to go to the port a potty. My mom starts knocking on the door outside and said, "Jerry, are you ok?"
When I didn't answer, she opened the door, saw my pants down and said, "Hey, big boy, do you need any help?"
Anyway, one thing led to another and I got to know my mom in a way I never imagined. Jesus forgave me, though.
Last edited by JohnnyV13; 08-06-2008 at 04:32 PM..
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