The day I put my finger on Anus for the first time. Along with the awkward feeling that I had never felt before, I felt a severe sense of discomfort. This wasn't the kind of feeling that my fingers happened to be rubbing. It was also a moment when I felt something a little warm but rough. All senses are concentrated at the entrance to Anus. I don't believe in God, but at this moment I felt like I wanted to believe it. This is my memory of 10 years old. My atonement probably began on this day. It may never be allowed, but I don't mind. When Anus is stimulated, his nipples are strangely excited. This alone is enough for me
