Helping A Sailor

I was born and grew up in San Francisco, a city where we learn fast about sex in all its variants. Even before I knew what sex was about, I though that sailors were the sexiest men in the world. When I was young, I was in the park and cruising the package of a hot sailor. He was aware of it and said, "You like it?" At first, I was a bit flustered, but then I said, "It looks like a nice one." He took me into the bushes and let me see how nice it was and I gave him oral. He shipped out the next day and I never saw him again, but I'm still glad to help any sailor.

— Jack, 71