
Your stories on The Devil's Pillows, please.
Suggested by PsychoChomp
( , Thu 6 May 2010, 13:21)
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In my first year of secondary school the boys and girls were still happy to play with each other in a sweet, innocent way. We would rush around the playground playing British Bulldog or Nakey Nakey 123, or Stuck In The Mud. On one particularly vigorous game of bulldog I put out my hand to grab Rachel Cooper and realised I had a handful of something soft and squidgy. Only afterwards did I realise I'd groped her. She scowled at me, I scowled at her, and that was it. The innocence of youth. She got me back after the school disco though, when she snogged me in some trees just outside school and squeezed my nuts.
( , Sun 9 May 2010, 5:23, Reply)
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