Yep. There it is.
My god it feels so good to actually 'tell someone'. She wasn't like she was in the Lolipop Guild or something, it was the kinda dwarfism where they're just smaller and their hands are pretty normal. It's like "Midget Lite".
She was prolly like 4'8 (I hope). I think, well, maybe shorter. Oh god, okay, she was shorter.
I don't know what happened, I mean.. I know what happened.. but what the hell. My dick barely fit in her mouth, let alone inside of her, and to make matters worse she was a virgin and we never really talked after that. I kinda felt weird because my buddies got it suck in my fucking head that I may as well have fucked a kid. That made me feel terrible for like 2 years.
It was pretty awkward, and like a year later out of the blue she got all clingy and started leaving me voicemails that she loved me, meant to be together, etc... Just a totally surreal fucking situation. She was a great person and it was cool we hung out and did shit until The Deed. I had to change e-mail addresses because I didn't want my wife to see the flood of e-mails from her and I stopped answering voicemails around her.
I'm just so fucking glad I haven't gotten a phone call yet that I sired a bastard Carnival freak. Next thing you know I'm hanging out with lobster boy, the bearded woman, and the Strong Man.
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