The Backseat Confession
An SPH Experience by Consistent-Rhubarb48. The thing about having a friend group that goes back over a decade is that there are no secrets. Not really. We’d done holidays together—shared Airbnb showers, cramped hostel rooms, nude beaches in Greece and sauna sessions in Finland. At some point, everyone had seen everyone else naked. It was just fact. And I knew where I stood. Or rather, I knew where I didn’t stand—among the well-endowed, that is. Soft, I was maybe two
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