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MEMORIES OF JACKIE

By John Aitek
October 2011


Detecting moistness on my legs, I looked down and noticed that my light blue 
pants were suddenly drenched in my own urine.

I had wet my pants again.

It was my first day at kindergarten. The sky above me was dark and cloudy. My 
body shivered. Three children played on the wooden castle, each one taking turns 
jumping down the slide. I barely knew these children, and they were not my 
friends.

A moment later, one of the teachers noticed my urine-soaked pants and grabbed me 
by the hand, telling me to come inside. One of the girls on the playground 
cupped her hands around her friend's ear, whispering something and pointing at 
me.

The teacher, a plump woman in her fifties with grey hair, undressed me inside 
her office. What surprised me was how cold I felt after all my clothes were 
stripped off. The chill was especially pronounced between my legs where my skin 
was still moist with urine.

Both the teacher and I were silent as she undressed me, and even though I was 
surrounded by four walls, my ears could still pick up the feint noise of 
children playing outside.

I sat naked on the carpet and stared at my small penis before looking back up at 
the teacher. Very casually, the teacher sat down near me and started tickling my 
penis. She flicked it back and forth with her fingers, and as she did this she 
smiled at me.

"What's this little thing, Alan?" she asked me.

I stared at the woman and wondered why she did what she did.

That afternoon, I went on doing what I normally did at kindergarten: finger 
painting, playing in the sand pit, and playing with toy cars. It seemed as if 
everyone around me had forgotten about my accident earlier in the day.

My mom was surprised when she picked me up and saw me wearing someone else's 
clothes. She and the teacher spoke for some time about what happened. While I 
sat in the passenger seat on the drive home, my mom never spoke to me.

When my mom and I arrived home, I noticed something that excited me. My uncle's 
car (a rusty Ford Fairlane) was in the driveway of our house. This excited me 
because it meant my cousin Jackie had come over.

I saw my uncle inside the house. His name was Benjamin. He had a pot belly, was 
bald, and wore thick-framed glasses. He always wore jeans and a thick jumper. 
The colour in his clothes was always faded.

Mom laughed when she greeted Benjamin. The two of them walked away into the 
kitchen at the back and left me in the living room.

I turned toward the television, which was turned on. My cousin Jackie was 
sitting on the sofa. She was four years old, a year younger than I was.

"What are you watching?" I asked, walking up to the little girl.

The television depicted a man holding his mouth over a woman's mouth. The man 
depicted on television kissed the woman, which surprised me because I didn't 
know why people kissed. Nevertheless, I suddenly wanted to experiment, so I 
walked up to my cousin, put my face in front of her face, and spoke to her 
quietly.

"Can I kiss you?" I asked.

Jackie didn't respond. I could feel her warm breath on my face, and accidentally 
my nose touched the skin on her face. Her skin felt cool. The little girl didn't 
seem bothered when I blocked her view of the television. She also didn't tell me 
she didn't want to be kissed, so I assumed she wanted to kiss me as much as I 
wanted to kiss her.

I opened my mouth and placed it on my cousin's mouth. Jackie opened her mouth to 
accommodate mine. Her mouth felt warm and moist. Her tongue felt harder than I 
anticipated and it moved around considerably. Her mouth was cold and sweet. The 
little girl smiled at me when I took my mouth off hers. She didn't look at me, 
but it seemed like she enjoyed the kiss.

To make Jackie laugh, I decided to tickle her. My fingers tickled the lump 
between her legs. The little girl suddenly shrieked out in laughter. She 
squirmed, jumped off the sofa, and started running away while I gave chase. She 
laughed while she ran but was confused about where next to run.

I slowed down because I wanted to give to her the excitement of running away. It 
was too early for her to be caught.

Jackie made up her mind and ran into my parents' bedroom. I ran in after her.

The little girl realized she was cornered. She turned around, looked at me, and 
prepared herself for conflict.

I lunged at Jackie, but she anticipated this and grabbed both my wrists with her 
hands. She then placed her leg in front of my knee and pushed me onto her leg, 
tripping me over till I fell to the floor and hit my head against the carpet.

Instant warmth spread all over my head. I could see nothing for a moment because 
my eyelids were shut. I could feel Jackie tickling me now. She tickled my whole 
body but focused most of her attention on my penis. I didn't react because the 
pain in my head was so much worse than the pain between my legs.

A moment later, when I opened my eyes, I could see Jackie kneeling down at me, 
pushing my body around, trying to wake me up. I widened my eyes and sat up.

"Are you okay?" Jackie asked, looking concerned.

I nodded and felt my penis, which was now starting to feel sore.

"I'm sorry," said Jackie in a soft girly voice, "but you started it."

I didn't say anything. I took off my pants because I felt sore between the legs. 
My penis seemed normal, and even when I peeled away the foreskin and looked at 
the glans, I noticed that it also looked normal. Right after I peeled away the 
foreskin on my penis, the sharp and rancid smell of dry urine hit my nostrils. 
This smell did not disgust me like it disgusted others (such as my mom or my 
cousin). Rather, the smell of my own dry urine comforted me, and something I 
loved to do in the past (and still do often today) was inhale the aroma on my 
fingers just after I had fiddled with my penis.

Jackie kneeled beside me and looked at my penis curiously. Her eyes opened wide 
as she looked at me, and her mouth opened slightly.

"What's that thing?" asked Jackie, pointing to my penis.

"It's a penis," I said. "Don't you know what a penis is?"

I pulled my pants back up and tried to ignore the pain.

Jackie and I went back to the television to watch movies before we both had 
dinner.

I never saw Jackie much after this incident. My mother told me that Jackie told 
my uncle that I had kissed her and showed my penis to her, so he wasn't keen on 
letting me play with her anymore. It shocked me at first when I heard about 
this, but over time I quickly forgot about the issue as they were overshadowed 
by the typical concerns that young boys face.

 
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