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Unashamedly, we will file out in our birthday suit - boys and girls, under the rain and watchful eye of the moon as the rain licked at our skins. It was pure Bliss. We would open our mouths and spread our arms wide to soak in the torrents. As the rain drops slapped our faces, we giggled and chased each other. There was no such thing as prick or vagina, it was simply *your thing**my thing*. Even though we knew that koboko awaited us at home, we still played in the rain like no tomorrow.