There were several useless years of riding motorcycles and working on them and wandering around in the woods all by myself because I didn't like anyone I was around, and then I guess one could say that my life started moving forward again.
I had started going to a little church outside of Florence because it was the only form of exposure to the outside world that my mother deemed safe. Soon after I began going there, I met a girl named Dawn Moore. She was absolutely beautiful, a year younger than me, and seemed to take an interest in me. It wasn't long before she and I were spending most of our time together. As it turned out, her interest in me was limited to being friends rather than a dating-type relationship, but that was fine with me because even though our relationship wasn't what I wanted it to be, I did enjoy her company very much and it was nice to have a pretty girl pay attention to me after having grown up so completely isolated.
As was always the case, as soon as my mother realized that I had found companionship outside the prison she had kept me in all my life, she began doing everything she could to end my relationship with Dawn. She tryed telling me that Dawn was a bad person and that I should stop spending time with her before I, too, became a bad person. When that didn't work, she tried telling me that Dawn was sleeping with every boy in town, but I didn't let it bother me because I had given up on a romantic relationship with her long before that time. Mother tried everything she knew in her little pea brain to stop me from interacting with anyone outside our house, but I stood up to her and broke out of the prison she had locked me in at birth. Time passed and before I knew it Dawn had connected me with quite a few new friends around town. Maybe they weren't altar boys and girls, but they aere good people for the most part, and I finally felt like a normal kid for the first time in my life at about age 16. About that same time, I met Jasmin Balback. Everybody called her JJ, and she was pretty cute, with blonde hair and a pretty nice figure. By now I had some idea how the world was supposed to work, so I played my cards right and landed my first real girlfriend.
JJ and I had been together for about a month before I found out that she had been messing around with another friend of mine, Chris Cowan. Chris was a pretty good friend who had been trying to get with JJ at the same time I was, and saw his "borrowing her" as fair play. I should have just told her to get lost, but I was so fascinated by the fact that a girl actually liked spending time with me and kissing me and all those other things that I endured it for another 3 months before I found another, better prospect and told JJ to get bent.
For the next year or two I bounced from one loser slut girlfriend to the next, being glad just to know that a girl was interested in me for any reason (even if it was just money, which I kept plenty of in those days due to my motorcycle restoration gig).
I had started going to a little church outside of Florence because it was the only form of exposure to the outside world that my mother deemed safe. Soon after I began going there, I met a girl named Dawn Moore. She was absolutely beautiful, a year younger than me, and seemed to take an interest in me. It wasn't long before she and I were spending most of our time together. As it turned out, her interest in me was limited to being friends rather than a dating-type relationship, but that was fine with me because even though our relationship wasn't what I wanted it to be, I did enjoy her company very much and it was nice to have a pretty girl pay attention to me after having grown up so completely isolated.
As was always the case, as soon as my mother realized that I had found companionship outside the prison she had kept me in all my life, she began doing everything she could to end my relationship with Dawn. She tryed telling me that Dawn was a bad person and that I should stop spending time with her before I, too, became a bad person. When that didn't work, she tried telling me that Dawn was sleeping with every boy in town, but I didn't let it bother me because I had given up on a romantic relationship with her long before that time. Mother tried everything she knew in her little pea brain to stop me from interacting with anyone outside our house, but I stood up to her and broke out of the prison she had locked me in at birth. Time passed and before I knew it Dawn had connected me with quite a few new friends around town. Maybe they weren't altar boys and girls, but they aere good people for the most part, and I finally felt like a normal kid for the first time in my life at about age 16. About that same time, I met Jasmin Balback. Everybody called her JJ, and she was pretty cute, with blonde hair and a pretty nice figure. By now I had some idea how the world was supposed to work, so I played my cards right and landed my first real girlfriend.
JJ and I had been together for about a month before I found out that she had been messing around with another friend of mine, Chris Cowan. Chris was a pretty good friend who had been trying to get with JJ at the same time I was, and saw his "borrowing her" as fair play. I should have just told her to get lost, but I was so fascinated by the fact that a girl actually liked spending time with me and kissing me and all those other things that I endured it for another 3 months before I found another, better prospect and told JJ to get bent.
For the next year or two I bounced from one loser slut girlfriend to the next, being glad just to know that a girl was interested in me for any reason (even if it was just money, which I kept plenty of in those days due to my motorcycle restoration gig).
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