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A chapter from the childhood of Dino...
When I was about three years old, I went shopping with my mother and my sister one day. Since I was a good sport about waiting outside of various dressing rooms all day, my mom bought me a small die cast '57 Chevy. I put it in my front pocket.
Later that afternoon, I was playing in front of my house. My then 14-year-old brother was sitting on the porch watching me. A middle-aged woman approached, and I recognized her as a friend of the family.
We said our hellos and had our smalltalk. Wanting to show off my new toy car to her...
Me: I've got something to show you
Her: Oh? What would that be?
Me: (digging around in my pocket) It's a surprise!
I then proceeded to dig around in my pockets for the next moment, furiously searching for my new toy car. I checked my front pockets, my back pockets, and finally down my pants (I have no idea why I looked there).
Not wanting to disappoint and have nothing to show her, I decided to improvise and whip out my penis.
I'll never forget the look on her face, or the look my brother gave me when I turned around. Thank God he didn't tell dad.
The kicker was that I found the toy car in my front pocket the moment she walked away.
Thus began my fetish for showing girls my penis.
When I was about three years old, I went shopping with my mother and my sister one day. Since I was a good sport about waiting outside of various dressing rooms all day, my mom bought me a small die cast '57 Chevy. I put it in my front pocket.
Later that afternoon, I was playing in front of my house. My then 14-year-old brother was sitting on the porch watching me. A middle-aged woman approached, and I recognized her as a friend of the family.
We said our hellos and had our smalltalk. Wanting to show off my new toy car to her...
Me: I've got something to show you
Her: Oh? What would that be?
Me: (digging around in my pocket) It's a surprise!
I then proceeded to dig around in my pockets for the next moment, furiously searching for my new toy car. I checked my front pockets, my back pockets, and finally down my pants (I have no idea why I looked there).
Not wanting to disappoint and have nothing to show her, I decided to improvise and whip out my penis.
I'll never forget the look on her face, or the look my brother gave me when I turned around. Thank God he didn't tell dad.
The kicker was that I found the toy car in my front pocket the moment she walked away.
Thus began my fetish for showing girls my penis.
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