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The last girlfriend I had, I used to go over to her place in the summer and I'd end up holding it in the whole time, and just ripping a storm in the car on the way home. For those first few months I couldn't tell if my stomach hurt from the gas or the blue balls. Then I had to go back to college and we resorted to weekend visits, and I was with her literally 48+ hours. No more holding it in. She got over it.
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