First bite

Since my failed relationship with the mine manager's daughter, I've been depressed and deeply insecure. If it weren't for the comforting presence of my five fingers one night, I would have wanted to die. After Clinton left office, I quit my job and went south to Dongguan to work in a factory. Factory life was dull, with far more men than women—the sows were more beautiful than Diao Chan (a legendary beauty). Occasionally, one or two pretty girls would wander in; my current wife was one of them. Of course, back then, we weren't even acquaintances. I was too insecure to even approach her, thinking she was just one of the many passersby.
One July evening, I was sitting idly in the factory's small garden, waiting for my shift, when suddenly she and another coworker walked to a longan tree a dozen steps ahead. They chattered and pointed at the tree; apparently, a few fruits hadn't been picked. She tried to jump up to pick them, and as she rose and waved her arms, her clothes billowed up. I immediately saw a white belly and a black bra! My penis instantly became erect, pressing painfully against my pants! This was the first time in years that I'd been directly awakened by exposure, even if it was just a fleeting flash of white light! Excited, I stood up, pulled my long work clothes to cover myself less noticeably, ran over, jumped up, picked three or five longans, and handed them to them. They smiled and left, of course, to go to work.
The next day, I used my seniority as a senior employee to subtly advance my influence. After more than two months of effort, our hands finally clasped tightly together!
In the blink of an eye, another Spring Festival travel rush ended, and our two passionate hearts met again. That night, we finally kissed a few times on a big tree next to the factory, officially confirming our relationship. However, I don't remember if I had an erection then, although my wife kept saying I did, I still felt it was more of a consolation. In
the following days, as soon as we got off work, we would sneak out, but it was just hugging and kissing, touching through our clothes—nothing much progress. Back home, late at night, I'd have to rely on my "five fingers" to relieve the urge. Then
March and April arrived, and that year, a great tragedy occurred: SARS. With everyone in the factory restricted from entering and leaving, and surrounded by eyes everywhere, we could only engage in casual, indirect contact – it was so frustrating. The danger wasn't lifted until around July. That very night, most of the factory workers left, and of course, we went out too.

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