That year, I was consumed by the older men, both physically and emotionally. Their saliva was thick, their penises smelled awful, but I loved the way they relentlessly pursued me. I licked them back, twisting my hips, feeling a constant surge of pleasure. I can't forget the taste of their saliva. I forgot about my studies, spending those summers licking them with those men, the sounds of their slurping filling the air. Every time the hot season arrives, I always remember that scene…