Pussy Whipped Club
I guess that’s what the boys called it, but we started it when we’re little. I guess it was “Show don’t tell” for a while there, but eventually, we decided not to talk about it. As we got older, and more aware that what we’re doing was getting sexual. Well, at first it was just stupid fart games, that got out of hand. Somebody pooted real loud, and we got the giggles. So, we forgot who did it, and then we started blaming each other, until I felt one brewing. So I got up, and said “I can prove it.” Turned around, and farted as loud as I could at them. “EW!” all around, but lots of dirty giggles, and waving their hands in front of their noses. Then, farting at each other’s faces, holding …