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I trust my piece when situations present themselves where a girl is coming onto me. A couple times I didn't rise to the occasion. Reason being that girl was a water buffalo. Another time a cute little chickadee in Austin came onto me and it was like Jack Nicholson in The Shining trying to get out of my pants.
That's the difference between rape and sex. In case anyone was wondering. This kid had one of those diamond hard boners and lived just about every male's dream. Then he had to slap the gods in the face by opening his mouth.
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