There used to be a garbage dumpster behind Nick Bos flowers.It was always full of flowers they hadn't sold and threw away.
It was the perfect place for little perverts to hide out in and have sex, except for thorns pricking you in the ass.It certainly smelled nice.
Me and T- used to bring a neighborhood girl in there to experiment with.She always claimed she was getting fucked in secret orgies by older guys, whether it was true or not I never knew,but we would fuck her every chance we got.
The taste of her pussy was another matter.
Hell,none of us were even twelve yet,and we sure as hell didn't know what we were doing, but the older boys said you had to eat pussy,so we ate pussy.
I don't know how many times I stuck my tongue up her twat and nearly threw up from the taste.
She wouldn't suck our dicks,she always had some excuse why she couldn't.
I would slobber over one tit,and T- the other boob.
She claimed she smoked pot at these sex parties and drank liquor.
"I go to Mazola Parties,"she said triumphantly.
"What the fuck is a Mozola Party?"
"We rub Mazola oil over our bodys and have an orgy."
She could have learned it from her older brothers and sisters,they were hippie types,or she could have been telling us the truth, I don't know.But she sure had a lot of good stories to tell.
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You have to remember that this was back in 1975,the Sexual Revolution was in full swing; everyone was having sex,and drugs were plentiful.A few of the kids I knew were already blowing their minds and fucking each other. Vietnam was still fresh in everyone's scull if you were an adult.Some guy put a pistol to his head beneath a tree behind the school and sent his brains into the grass.Disco was still in the future and the air was still psychedelic.Shit,half the kids I knew in those days are dead now,victims of the existential life.
"Flower Power",Make Love not War","Throw away your Rubbles",and other shit like that scrawled in magic marker on the bridge and in the public restrooms by hippies.
Me and Bongo used to browse through this filthy magazine at the bookstore full of sexually explicit drawings;men and women on a space ship in every sort of contortion,in other panels they would be using condiments to spice up the taste of each others genitals.
Me and him would then go out to some secret place and fag off.
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