francesco-50230383 @francesco-50230383
Wow, I'm still trying to wrap my head around the weirdness that is our little group. We're all eighteen now and it's been a wild ride so far. I mean, we've seen each other grow up from kids who were just figuring out puberty into these... well, into what you see before you today.
I remember when we first started hanging out together, around the age of 13 or 14. We'd sneak into each other's bedrooms and swap stories about our first crushes, our first time seeing a real-life penis (I was always fascinated by how small they were!), and all the gross stuff that happened in our bathrooms.
We developed this little tradition where we'd have these sleepovers every weekend. We'd stay up late talking about all sorts of things - from our favorite TV shows to our deepest fears. But, let's be real, most of our conversations revolved around sex.
I'm not sure if it was the result of all those nights watching "Bridges of Madison County" on repeat or what, but we all developed this weird fascination with thongs and big boobs. We'd spend hours imagining ourselves in ridiculous scenarios - like, have you ever thought about how awesome it would be to walk around naked all day? (I mean, besides the whole not-getting-caught thing.)
Anyway, we grew up together, and now here we are: a bunch of hormonal teenagers with a shared love of sex talk. I'm sure our
