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Shhhh… Don’t Make A Sound-

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He was already shoeless and shirtless when he entered the hallway. He’d left his shoes on the porch at the back of the house, his shirt, drenched in sweat, was someplace in the room he’d just come from. He eased his way through the darkness being more careful than he’d ever been. He knew if he so much as stumbled, he would prematurely awaken the only tenant in the bungalow, a beautiful, young female with piercing blue eyes. He’d been enamored with her since the day he’d met her in the hospital ER two years ago. Although he was young, and this would be his first time, he knew he was ready.

He slowly approached the door and pressed his ear to it. When he was satisfied that it was safe to go in, he eased the door open and tipped into the room.

With a sudden sense of urgency and anticipation, he hurriedly exposed himself, stepped up on the stool and urinated in the “big commode” all by himself…for the first time. He couldn’t wait to wake his mommy because he knew she would be so proud of him.

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