In the Springtime of Life
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MatureOngoing2h 38m
Last published Mon, Feb 20, 2023
This is how it happened.
This is how I died.
Let me tell you of a story, my story.
Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be laughing throughout it.
Blurb:
Innocent and naive. Unaware of the complexities of sexual life, pleasure, and fun. What is a girl supposed to do when suddenly thrown in for a loop of complications and the teachings of sexual education by a new friend? Hesitate? Embrace it? Run? After all, she can only experience half the of the drama she's in during the Springtime of Life.
"She was innocent. So pure. She was innocent. And nothing more."
WARNONG
THIS STORY IS MATURE × INFINITY AND BEYOND
Began: 8/26/18
100 Reads 10/05/18 - #9 curious, #299 innocent, #336 young, #12 average, #158 laugh, #8 ohshit
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