Jack's Stutter         
by john e

Tough coming up.  Lots of mocking, sure.  Once in a while, a girl.  On paper I could be eloquent, but my speech was a scream.

Intimately we lived; we pleased each other and ourselves.  In bed she whispered "Talk Jack, keep talking Jack.”quot;  I stammered out the madness Mona made me feel, in short breaths stolen from between her legs. I stuttered into her; she pleaded "Yes, keep talking Jack.”quot;

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