But my mind was so far gone by that time, I didn’t know exactly what had happened. Legs spasming. Xnx The magical thing happening could only happen outside, with a hose, in a bucket. On off. A narcotic turn on. That’s what I thought at the time, anyway. Hmmmmmmm, childhood memories don’t get any better than that. At least, it sounded like what I was feeling. I had hardly been able to sleep the night before, reliving again and again my intense experience. Suddenly, something hit me unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Being a smart child and longing to re-enact the feelings from the garden hose, I began putting two and two together. I learned to draw it out, sustain it, the warm sun beaming on my face, no one but me knowing that electric white hot feelings were jolting through my young body.
