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High School Girls

... me." What was she talking about? "When I was your age, I was also... randy. I slept around a lot. Not just because I felt... urges, but also because I didn't think very highly of myself. It got bad, Jo. I had a bad reputation. Bad boys would sl**p with me and throw me away, and I accepted it, because I believed that I was no better." Jo squirmed, uncomfortable. He wasn't sure how to handle this. "But then I met your father. At first, I treated him badly. I... Listen, I know this is hard for you. But please listen. I'm telling you don't need to feel guilty for you are!" "I'm... I'm a slut, mom!" Joe blurted out. "A SLU---" the word was lost in the sound of the slap that his mom delivered, and he stared at her, shocked. "No woman on this earth is a slut, Joe! That's an evil, filthy word that men and women with no class use to belittle women into believing they're worthless. Listen to what I'm trying to say! There's no reason why you can't indulge the powerful needs that you have and still have respect for yourself and your man!" Her words were profound and rocked Joe to his core. "I don't know who you just had sex with. But there's no reason you can't find a boy to be with, someone who respects you and whom you respect, so you can love and be loved like men and women are supposed to!" "When your father and I met, I treated him like shit, sorry honey, but it's true! I treated him badly but he always came after me, always pursued me, and he treated me with such love and respect ...

... that I came to see that I had value, was a PERSON, just just some fuck toy, and I started to realize how poorly I had been treated. It just wasn't enough anymore, to sl**p with whoever - my soul craved more than a simple satisfaction of my carnal desires! I gave myself wholly over to your father, completely and utterly, and it was wonderful. He satisfied me nearly every night, not just in body and in spirit! And when he died..." tears flowed freely down his mom's face. "When he died, it was like half the light of the world went out of my life. If it wasn't for you and Jack..." "Mom..." Joe said, shaking. He never had a clue. Not once that his mom had harbored this side of her, a side that was so clearly mirrored in him. But his heart was anguished. He labored under a double yoke, the tremendous feminine yearning mixed with the horrible realization that this wasn't his life at all, never had been and he was very ill- equipped to deal with its problems. His mom embraced him, their bodies crushing together. Joe felt more tears squeeze out of him. "This boy, your latest... does he treat you with respect?" "I... I don't know." Joe said, shaking. God! Had he even given Eric the opportunity? He squeezed his pussy, feeling the sliminess of it. He suddenly felt sick. "Mom.. I.. it's too much..." "We've talked enough tonight, Jo. But I'm here for you. And so is Jack. You can always talk to me, sweetie." His mom grabbed kleenex for them both, and wiped her tears. "We need to discuss.. I ...