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When I came home last nite I saw some masked dude standing outside, just watching me. I didn't know whether to
cringe and walk away, or peel off my shirt and join in. As I peeled off my shirt, I thought,
Fuck It! So I threw my
bra to the wind, but the problem was my tits
, which his child-like hands couldn't handle and which left me feeling
around in my pants for the balls I was quite sure I had once had.
