My dad (now 4 years deceased) back when I was 19 and attending college when my mom divorced him (I chose to continue living in our house with him cause I thought my mom divorcing him was uncalled for and well, adulterous), took me to a t!tty bar at my 21st birthday. Fine-as5ed college gal tanned blonde showed me her pvssy from the front in the light, and in the back another gal got on top of me in the dark kissing me and rubbing her sl!t on my jeans. But before that at about 20 years old, my dad took me down to "real" people country with a bunch of crazed rednecks, just white trash and showed me a world I'd never seen having been a private prep school boy. There were grills, cattle, horses, Beer, dope, music, dope. This was the environment I slightly remember when I was 0 to 5 years old, before my mother uprooted our life, made my dad drop his friends, and moved to another "suburbish" part of town and what you'd consider a better "clean" area. I love my mother but she wanted better or "the best" for me and us. Enough of that. So in redneck territory, I remember (my dad had just bought a horse named Gabby (fat and dark brown) and I'd rode one named "Bell" - light-tanned and very well-behaved on some doctor's property). At dusk, I remember been buzzed from cheap beer/and or strong weed, laying in the grass on my back and seeing the backside of a horse, the pvssy just a big slope rounded hind. I thought, this is just nature. It ain't no bigger to a male horse to see it, yet to US, us Human males, we regard it as something Way much more than it IS, which is a reproductive part or a piece of meat. It's not really that complicated, but guys today make it soooooooooo much more than it IS (which is nature). I guess because we're so intelligent with imaginations that animals don't possess? Our brains are huge.
