You can register for free and chat with them right now! This area was full of big fir trees and lots of heavy underbrush. I enjoyed exploring this area, following the many meandering paths that weaved through the brush. There was a long cyclone fence that marked the border between the forest and the back of the local elementary school.
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I was different because of my bedwetting and related incontinence problems in that I wore nappies and plastic pants. This was accepted among my peers because everyone knew and there was no ridicule and embarrasment. Aged nine, I remember that the medical was conducted by a woman the Doctor was usually a man and so I faced not only having to stand naked in full view of a strange woman AND have my testicles and penis examined, I was worried that she was going to see my different underwear, different that is from the other boys and girls. At first, the routine was to strip down to your undies to have your chest and back examined and then you were measured and weighed before the dreaded 'personal' inspection. The last thing you had to do was provide a urine sample and for this at least you were allowed the privacy of doing that behind the screen. And so I was stood in my nappy and plastic pants while this woman who was just into her forties I would say was examining me and when it came to the point where the Doctor would normally just ask you to pull your pants down, of course I was sligtlly different and sensing my unease and slightly red face, she had me lie down on the couch and told me that she would undo my nappy and examine me and that it would be "just like my being changed" I think she said. I remember the feeling of her pulling down my plastic pants and fumbling with the pins of my nappy, it was unusual, different, exciting?
One hot summer day, when Two older teenage girls Diane and Cindy, Who lived down the street asked me if I would like to come over. There they led me out back to the patio, where we talked, and sat in the cool shade of the patio. The girls seem to be giggling about some little secret. Then Cindy asked if I would be willing to do something for them, so I asked what was it that they wanted me to do for them. The girls looked at each other, and giggled, and then stared at me with big smiles, and said, would you take off all your clothes, for us.
He suggested that I just post the entire story in full, instead of breaking it up into parts. Since this story is a bit lengthy, as all Charles Petersunn stories are, I figured that I would make this little announcement. I'm also wondering if people are digging the stories here, and if there's any kinds that you'd rather see.