I vividly remember being 13. Not because I got a new Honda 50, or was allowed to ride the train home by myself for the first time, or got invited to a party that wasn't a birthday, or any of the other cool things associated with finally becoming a teenager. No, while all that was indeed noteworthy, 13 was a pivotal age because it was the year I found out what to do with all those pesky little erections I was getting. A kid at school told me about this thing his big brother taught him to do, and I went home and tried it. That winter was a busy one
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