"Bonga, how am I supposed to do this?" I ask in confusion. "Just suck on it baby. It's not rocket science." He chuckles. Does he know understand that I know nothing?? I put the whole thing in my mouth and slightly graze his...thing with my teeth. He moans though. He grabs my hair and starts pushing my head towards him. How the actual fuck am I supposed to breathe ke ngoku? (now) In between his heavy breathing, he utters, "Use your tongue baby." Kanti lento idinga wonke amasosha omzimba futhi? (Giving head requires so much work?) After obeying the many things he said, a warm substance fills my mouth.

{COMPLETED} Oh dear. My name is Aspen Clayre. I am probably one of the quietest people you will ever meet. Maybe. This is the life of a teenager. No its not all glitz and glory. But its also not horrifying. Emotions and confessions will be spilled. Are you ready? Read along as young, innocent, and quiet Aspen takes a journey through high school.