My story is similar. Youngest child of four, two older brothers who were like studs, and well rounded and popular and respected. I just had jokes and read anything and everything. I lost many many scraps on the street, but I was good and reading, writing, and sports. I was not good at romance. KUDOS to you. I love your writing. You go to the edge all the time. The one about "Dicks" still has me swirling wondering that there must be a deeper message here. Is it really about "Dicks"? LOL. have subscribed to you. I have not subscribed to people and been satisfied all the time. You get the work out, your stories (which are the best). Stay with it. You have ZERO reasons to be insecure. I actually believe now I am just a late bloomer. It happens. You are not even late. I think you are hitting your stride. Anytime you want to update the "dicks" story tho, go ahead. I wanted to read more. And the hot pepper drinks was cool. And many others.