Tag Archives: adolescent fantasies

Get Used to It

In times, long gone I had broad shoulders Even, ‘barrel chested’ Thick arms and wrists. Legs were not so good But I didn’t care At thirteen, I had seen Many adverts for Charles Atlas. I knew I was the type … Continue reading

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A Treasured Chest

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