Well, nice to meet you Kelly. Im Julia. I sure hope that you can hang out with us tomorrow night, my mom said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulde...r. Well, Im supposed to work but Ill see what I can do, Kelly responded. Sounds great! mom exclaimed. I finally jumped back into the conversation, I think were gonna get going but Ill get in touch with you tomorrow. Alrighty! Ill talk to you tomorrow, she said with a smile and a wink. With that, we headed out the door with my moms arm still. But one of my secret reasons for wanting to get to that age was so that I could finally go into an adult bookstore. Up until then, like most horny teenage boys, I was able to procure porn - magazines and video tapes - to get my fix. But knowing that there was an entire store filled with porn and sex toys just beyond those mirrored doors that I passed almost daily was killing me!The summer I had turned eighteen, I finally found some time to get myself to the adult bookstore. I went in the early. The black leather shoes were held on by thick straps around the ankles. My experiments with ballet had ended at the age of seven when I’d decided pink tutus were definitely not my style. Aside from the pointed toes, these slick, black leather shoes had little in common with those pink and frilly days. I tried the shoes on, sat on a little stool in the leather shop. We’d come in here because Karen had wanted a new leather jacket but the coats had barely got a second glance once we found the. At least Iwas famous in our high school.During my freshman year, a couple of sophomore girls led me into thegirls bathroom and managed to get my pants down, without resistance Imight add, only to spray freezing water on my dick and take photos of itafter it shrank down a lot. It's really rough when you're only 5'8", butwhen the whole school thinks your dick is smaller than a six year old, itjust makes things worse. My puberty is slowly coming in, but it's notreally pushed me up towards.