Countenance123:
I visited a brothel. I was only seven at that time. My dad woke me up in the night to piss. I brought out my local government chairman to piss, forgetting I didn't remove the condom I had sex with. He inquired about it and I was brought up to always say the truth. So I was honest about it. He used plank on me that night.

Mophor:
Damn Niggar!!!!!!!
7 or 17 or 70 or 77
How would a condom even hold your pencil with full erection @7
You think here’s where you can drop lies the way you do in your neighborhood

Countenance123:
I visited a brothel. I was only seven at that time. My dad woke me up in the night to piss. I brought out my local government chairman to piss, forgetting I didn't remove the condom I had sex with. He inquired about it and I was brought up to always say the truth. So I was honest about it. He used plank on me that night.

Countenance123:

At six, I had already started shaving pubic hairs. What would be the motivation for lying? There's a medical term for that

Countenance123:
I visited a brothel. I was only seven at that time. My dad woke me up in the night to piss. I brought out my local government chairman to piss, forgetting I didn't remove the condom I had sex with. He inquired about it and I was brought up to always say the truth. So I was honest about it. He used plank on me that night.

Wawelexy:
Ordinary shift? What if u off completely, what will happen

Beckysexy:
Hmm

AwesomeDuru:
I was 7 or so.

For some weird reason that morning, I decided I wasn't going to school.

Mom tried all she could to get me to get myself ready for school.

She pleaded. Threatened. Shouted.

But I was having none of it.

I wanted to stay home because one of my best friends from next compound was also home, so we'd play all we wanted.

So I dodged and dodged.

Mom became furious. Already, she was running late for work.

One thing led to another, a busy body neighbor took hold of me and handed me over to her.

Guys, the beating I received that day... it laid part of the foundations of who I am today.

That was the first real beating I had ever received from my mom. And she made sure she made a statement with it.

It took the efforts of neighbors, including the busy body neighbor that had earlier handed me to her, to pry me out of her hands and hurriedly dressed me up and set me enroute school.

For the first time in my life, I had gone to school without eating breakfast.

When I got home that afternoon, mom was already so worried about me that she started crying all over again and gave me double portions of everything eatable.

She was my best friend.

She's late now though.

dairykidd:
Way back 90's jss I stole 50k from popsy room and gave it to my cousin to keep for me. My scared cousin snitched on me to his dad and mind u my dad would never had found out. So this tafia uncle come report and casala burst. Omo the slaps old man gimme that day it got to a point I felt nothing but was feeling it..Like i was being slapped but it felt like he was slapping someone else because the noise was closer to gun shots.. i can't explain the slaps till now.

Rozcol:
You've always been a bad boy,I know

Rozcol:
You've always been a bad boy,I know