My boy and I were lying around the other day. And I'm not using that expression lightly. We started on the bed, then the desk, then a chair and finished on the bed.
I start playing with his flaccid penis. Hours of fun.
He bemoans how small it is. But what can I do with a big flaccid penis that I can't do with a small one? I tell him,
"It's normal."
"I don't know."
"Yes. It's normal."
"I think it's small." He looks like he might cry. With all my heart I want to reassure him,
"No. It's not small, it's normal. And I know because I've seen alo-"
Silence.
"- because I've seen two or three penises?"
Monday, October 15, 2007
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You know what... i think you are going to end up Marying this guy, and become a big Italian Mama, with many kids and many great stories like this .... what was the name for the baby? Stephano? Vitorio?... can recall :)
I know that guy and love and certainly not a great Italian but a normal person like everyone else, not many stories, then the name of the child and antony, at least to my knowledge, and then the heart of this great Italian and only for a person who has sent many emozzioni, no sex but much love and so much happiness
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