I was able to pork my girlfriend almost daily after that so I did not think too much about it. Then one day I was there and my buddy and his dad ran t... the store leaving Marie and I there alone for an hour. "Timmy, want to...you know...would you like to slide inside me for a quickie?" Marie said lifting her sun dress. I did not even say a word and just dropped my shorts. Marie lifted her dress and dropped her panties, she pulled a chair over and leaned over it. "There you go, slid in there, I. Great. That's me, Mr. Smooth. I got up and brushed off my white muscle shirt and athletic shorts. I walked up behind Kelly, who was wearing tiny jean shorts and a blue tank top so tight her tits were practically popping out. "Hey JJ". Kelly's voice broke me out of my trance and I remembered why I was there. The moment I did I wished I hadn’t, because I got shaky knees. Real macho, right? Here I was, a 6’1" star high school athlete nearly pissing himself over asking a girl to homecoming. I found. I didn't even try averting my eyes. I full-on gawked at it. My mouth involuntarily watered and gaped open, excited but uncomfortable with what's been started. Without even bothering to come into the privacy of my home, he reached out and pulled the tie on my robe. I was frozen as he pulled it open and exposed my semi-erect dick. "No jewelry today, Bob?" he said as he reached out to grab my balls between his forefinger and thumb and gave them a smart tug. "I think you need to put that thing back. Every day, a time would be set-aside for you to do that. During that time, you would be encouraged to tell me not just 'what you did', but how you thought about it and any questions that might have arisen about any aspect, or indeed any subject at all. Your journal either replaces or augments that time." Augments?" There is no reason why you couldn't keep a journal for the rest of your life if it suited you." I see. It's a work in progress." I'm sure it will take shape as you realise and.