Arlington, MA (1954)
Well, here I am, 4-years old and holding on to my neighbor and best friend. Discovery was key to our relationship. Catholicism might have kept me distant from the inevitable, but the hunger was real...
Later, with my "new boyfriend" I was deliciously tormented while trying to hide my delicate naked self.
It was while changing from my swimwear into street clothes, one hot summer day at the reservoir. Oh how my neighbor BFF went crazy over that!
But I wanted to be seen, and be shared. And anything else that might have helped all this pent up, 4-year-old frustration.
"I can see your pecker!" he cried.
All this while chasing me around a lifeboat in the changing area. Sigh
And damn, I'm pushing some major basket in this shot!
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