"Look Mrs. Robinson there is really nothing wrong with your baby, she has all the attributes of a healthy girl. But bring her back to see me in another 2 months." The doctor said to my mother.
Two months later my mother took me back to the doctors and he affirmed that I was simply a healthy baby girl.
"It's all to do with the way your body was using the hormones during the latter part of your pregnancy. Bring little Deborah back in 1 year and we will re-evaluate." He told her and she just took his word for it and left. Apparently we moved to another town during that time so she never went back to see that doctor.
19 years later
My mother had repeated that story to me many times before she had passed away just after my 19th birthday and left me alone in this small house on the edge of town.
I remember like it was yesterday when Dad had left us, I was about 12 years old, he took off with a beautiful young woman to see the world, mother had said. But as I got older I realized that it wasn't about seeing the world it was about seeing and enjoying her young body.
After Dad had left, I was the only one left for her to talk to and hear about all her trials and tribulations. Mother was always very open with me and told me everything, and I mean everything.
But me, well I was just a fairly quiet girl, fairly tall, slim and attractive with all the right curves my Mom would say. Out of earshot of anyone she called me 'Debbie the walking orgasm'.
Now you may wonder why, but it may not be what you think, but I'll tell you anyway. I have a VERY ENLARGED CLIT that is very easily aroused, if you look at half of your thumb then that's about the size of it. Or in inches it's about one and a quarter inches long and stands just over one inch high.
Its almost always fully exposed and so easily excited that in school I always used to have to wear a mini pad, like those panty liner things, just to pad it somewhat. Otherwise it would get so inflamed that it looked like a red beet.
But now for the last year anyway, I don't wear those things unless I'm on my period. The result being that I may have to endure anywhere from six to twelve orgasms a day without even trying. If I try, then I'm usually so well primed anyway that it only takes a minute or so even with all my clothes on if I rub my engorged clit.
I left school at 19 years old after Mom had passed away and I went to work for Mr. Jacobs the family lawyer, in his office downtown. I had worked for him fulltime for several months but one day he walked into the backroom storage closet where I was working to organize all the piles and piles of closed files and I was like two seconds away from having one of those eye popping orgasms.
He knew immediately by the look on my face what was happening and within seconds he was behind me, pressing himself into me, holding me up and telling me that it was okay and to continue. Just the feel of him behind me was so comforting along with his soft-spoken words that it allowed me to finish off what had already started.
