My then boyfriend found out I had a bag of sex toys. Didn't like it, convinced me to get rid of it. (A year later found out he didn't dump them. He kept them, WHAT THE FECK HAD HE BEEN DOING WITH THEM?)
At some point he must have went snooping in my room and found them. Rude cunt. He didn't like that I had them and found the idea so absurd that I had all these sex toys (Wands, bullets, rabbits, dildos, etc) so he said I had to dump them. I don't know why the fuck I would agree when they were really expensive. I said I didn't know where to dump them. He said to give them to him and he will dispose of them. Months or a year later discovered he's had them in a box in his family's home like WTF? What the fuck had he been doing with them all this time?
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Confessions In Your Twenties
Non-FictionMy journey from discovering Masturbation at a young pre-teen age, to how I got to camming online before Only Fans became an overrated and such a tacky known thing with marketing, to my sugar arrangements and sexual experiences.
