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So time and time again, I was laying
on the floor when my family left me alone at home, wandering whether I should masturbate.
Not because I wanted to, but because I was supposed to want to. I will probably write,
about those experiences another time, but suffice it to say, the feeling other
people are seemingly chasing could have never been my motivation to masturbate myself
as I never felt it.