The Budding Roses

Secret Garden

Saturday 6th May

I really shouldn't tell you this, but I've just been exposed to the intimate biological workings of a male that isn't my Daddy. By which I should clarify that I've just seen a willy. I don't mean that my Daddy ever touched me, or made me touch him, and then by some terrible misfortune another man has also done the same.

It was Harry, of course, who was the bearer of the genitalia. He had grabbed me by the hand and led me into the spiny shrubbery, growing wild behind the garage. From there he proceeded to pull down his pants and urinate against the decaying exterior which housed Daddy's Vauxhall Astra.

It wasn't so much the sight of his willy, in all its immediate fleshy entirety that frightened me. Nor was it the fear that any of the vegetation, or outhouse building, might be damaged by the showering it had just received. No, what really caused me quite the fright was when he finished up his wee, Harry held his todger in his hand and pulled at something near the top part, thus exposing a strange bluey-purple bulbous head.

In twenty years time, and after spending too much money on therapy, I'll be able to accredit this as the moment I formed my long-standing aversion to the foreskin, but for now, at least, I'm just freaked out. I'm not tearful about what I've seen; just disturbed and guilty. Guilty because I know it's all very wrong and not the sort of thing that a young lady ought to be looking at, especially in such detail.

So I think it's probably for the best if Harry and I are no longer friends. It's not like I even value our friendship that much; certainly not enough to chance taking such a silly risk again. By which I mean that never again can I be so reckless as to risk becoming pregnant. Because even I know that you can get pregnant just by looking at a willy, for they hold the secret to procreation; that's what I heard Natasha telling Eleanor Baxter at Guides just last week.

Authors note: Wow, what just happened? This is a totally crazy start right? Can you believe that Harry got it all out and right on the first page? What a typical prankster boy! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you stick with me to follow the crazy teenage tribulations of Simone and her friends. Ally xx

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