Pelajar pondok
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Kisah benar, diambil dari pengalaman saya sebagai seorang pelajar agama di pondok.
Dalam satu kelas, pelajar lelaki dan perempuan dihalang dengan sehelai tirai di tengah kelas.
Walaupun sekolah agama tapi kami tetap manusia biasa yang mempunyai hawa nafsu, lelaki perempuan sama je, sama-sama nafsu tinggi cuma disebabkan sekolah agama jadinya masing-masing melepaskan nafsunya dengan melancap sorang-sorang ataupun melancap dengan sesama jenis.
Aku berani jamin 1000% semua sekolah pondok yang ada asrama, tak kira lelaki atau perempuan, pasti ada yang gay ataupun lesbian.
Aku berani cakap macam ni sebab aku dah 13 kali pindah sekolah pondok bermula dari aku darjah 3 (umur 9 tahun) sampai umur aku 18 tahun.
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