I remember the first time i masterubated. It was a few years shy of the eclipse of the Vietnam war and this wonderful form of animation just came out, anime. I was 11 then. At the time I didnt think much of it other than the occasional thought of "wow they're just like my dreams on film" or, "wouldn't it be nice to have powers like that?" Then one day as my pops was coming home from the war, this one animation came flickering on the tele. I think it was called Sally The Witch but my memory of the events escape me in my twilight years. I remember fondly thinking god she's so hot, wish i had a girl like that to love on. Thats when it hit me, what my friend Donald said to me when he locked me in his room on his 20th birthday: a man's gotta feel what he cant quite touch. Those words finally clicked for me when i saw her, my precious sally. I had only mere moments to enjoy such a raw feeling, forgien yet delightful. I felt my crotch tingle, as my hand gravitated towards it with hesitation. My eyes jolted with panic the moment my pappa came bolstering through the front door in a spout of questionable rage. Eppy come here , he barked while barely restraining a giant mutt. I got a gift for ya! My heart racing, palms shaking, yes father? The dog in question was a bipedal caucasian, and I truly mean caucasin, complemented with pepper silver hair and a big dopey smile the size of his face. Excitement shot through me , it was my 12th birthday afterall and he did promise me a surprise. Does he have a name papa? I asked gleefully. Not yet son he chimed in his classic, boisterously infectious tone. I still gotta get'em a collar, watch over him for a clic'ek will ya Eppy? Sure thing papa! I'll even think of the name while your gone. The mutt lied there, topless, shimmering in the rising sun's hue. Arms sprawled out welcoming an embrace of adolescents. Softly sleeping. The television was still on since this morning , producing static until now. The picture was her, my lovely sally in her gorgeous garb, one that shimmers flawlessly in twlight. That sensation came back to me as I glanced back to my newly acquired mutt and his precious complection. I dragged the pup as best and as close to the couch as i could all while trying to watch my lovely sally with great anticipation, her transformation. I'll spare the details of a young lad, peanut butter his dog, and his televised love but the following 10 minutes were such a rush of ecstasy.
Ever since despite having all of this money from big daddy, its never been the same as that tender moment. Which is how Mcconnell got welcomed into our family. What a roller coaster remembering these fleeting moments.