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Her Pantie: Form Of Transport To HeavenBy the softness and simplicity of her features I'd say she's just slightly younger than me. There's something about a girl's body at that age, something that mesmerizes me. Beyond the sterile innocence of childhood but not yet tainted by the corrupting assurance of adulthood, like the point in the St. Lawrence River where it turns from fresh to salt water. Her pantie is my form of transport to heaven. I remember when I was younger in age, which was not really that long ago, but which also, somehow, seems like forever. I never realised what potency I held at that age. I wonder if her wet pantie does? Could she possibly know how each simple feature of her body and what makes me stir inside with a longing to reach out and touch her pantie, to hear her, to watch her, and to be with her? No... of course not. She must be totally oblivious to this incredible beauty, just like all the other girls in her age. I just love her pantie... that's it. |
