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I didn't really notice it until I was eighteen and I blew Mr. Marin for the first time. Blew anyone for the first time.

What did I notice?

I had an itch inside my mouth, and had it for as long as I could remember. Ever since I was a kid, I moved my tongue around in my mouth trying to scratch that itch, but it was always there.

My mother chastised me; my friends made fun of me.

I found that only Mr. Marin's cock could scratch that itch.

He had been my English teacher until I graduated just a few weeks ago. To be clear, we didn't date and I didn't even think about him romantically until 4th of July weekend.

Watertown celebrated the holiday with fireworks down by the lake. I had a beer in one hand and my bag over my shoulder when I ordered a chili dog from a food truck. I was struggling to open my bag for some money with one hand, "here let me," I heard a voice say.

I turned and it was Mr. Marin. "Oh hello, Darlene. In fact, let me buy that for you."

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