Akerejola
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3 days ago
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His name was Douglas Paul
In attendance at the same Primary school.
It wasn't just me and him.
It was me and his older brother too.
God's power, He goes by that name.
I love feeling his pectorals.
He seems to like it too.
He allows it beaming with smiles
He stares, it feels butterflies escape.
I have started to understand possession.
'Said his brother likes me.
He spends time thinking about me.
Said he fantasizes about me.
That he talks about me in his sleep.
Asked me to come to their house.
Asked me this and that.
I have forgotten all of those.
He enjoyed those moments but…