My First Time

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I pull the shirt out of his pale blue jeans.

I’m tense, but excited.

This is my first time.

I undo the buttons and slip the shirt over his smooth shoulders.

Then tugging the belt loose,

The jeans drop to his ankles.

He isn’t wearing any underwear and my hands start sweating.

What next? I ask the senior window dresser!

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