Booker, huh:
“New Year’s Eve 1984,” Booker recalled. “I will never forget. I was 15. As the ball dropped, I leaned over to hug a friend and she met me instead with an overwhelming kiss.”
Things apparently moved very quickly for the young man, who recalled thinking of sex as a “game.”
“As we fumbled upon the bed, I remember debating my next ‘move’ as if it were a chess game. With the ‘Top Gun’ slogan ringing in my head, I slowly reached for her breast. After having my hand pushed away once, I reached my ‘mark,’” Booker wrote.
Welcome to the club Corey. If you can call strikes and balls on people for things that happened in the past, you need to grab a bat, cause you were a player, also, and it’s your turn to step in.
rwood
His descriptions of young women is a cover the word here is that his tastes are for something very different.