CALL ME MAGGIE

Note:  Initially, this was an exercise in writing. I read on another Blogger’s page that it was good practice to write a little something every day even if for nothing more than to keep the creative juices flowing.  The desire to write this story was inspired by that simple idea.  I CANNOT write erotica. Overall, it was actually meant to end up being funny.  I promise, that is all it was.  :o)

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“6 Inches”

I always hated standing on my toes. It reminds me a lot of grade school gym class.  ‘6 inches’ the P.E. teacher would say after I had already been through hell just touching my toes and reaching for the sky about a thousand times.  I was already a healthy skinny kid so I hated P.E. anyway. I hated it so much I failed it all the way through high school.  Over everything else I hated…