P is for Penis

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P is for Penis

Amelia: March 28th, 2026

I can feel his hard penis pressed up against my body. I’m like 99% sure that’s what it is. Is that your phone or are you just happy to see me? or whatever that saying is.

I’m a little shaky when I pull away. But I need to pull away. “Frank,” I whisper.

I can see that he’s unsure. He starts to pull back, far back, and I grab his arm. He stops. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

“No, Frank, don’t…” I let my voice trail. I don’t even know what I want to say. I just know that I don’t want him to leave. “I know that things are messy in my life right now, but I really like you.”

He nods. “I don’t want to push you, Amelia. I really like you, too. Can I walk you home? I promise, I won’t come in if you don’t want me to.”

“Yes, that would be great.”

I watch him subtly adjust himself, and then we head for the subway station.

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