I confessed before that I abuse my birdie. When Mother catches me she whips me. Most of the time she doesn’t catch me. I lie and tell her that I didn’t rub it. Sometimes I expose my birdie. I let it hang out of my pants. Mother says I need treatment and she might send me away. I’m still abusing my bird anyway. It gets hard and I rub it raw. It burns and hurts from being raw and sore but that makes it feel even better when it squirts. I need it to squirt all the time and never stop.
They call me Tugger at school.