What happened? That's When I Told Myself , I wasn’t masturbating for 30 days ....Below are daily field notes and a difficulty scale, documenting wha... happened to my body and mind when it was deprived of its singular evolutionary purpose.Not Masturbating Difficulty Scale (0-10)0 - mastur-what?1 - oh, masturbation2 -i guess that could be fun3 - sounds really cool, but i’m busy4 - man, must be nice to be able to masturbate5 - i would really rather not be not masturbating6 - i’m a fuc*ing idiot7 -. She held out a hand to beckon him in, and he slipped into the water gently, meeting her at the side of the pool. They embraced warmly, meeting in a kiss that seemed to last for hours. Her hand made it’s way slowly down his chest, pausing to circle his hard nipples, and continued under the water. The frigid temperature had shrunk things a little, but her warm grasp soon brought him back to full size and more. He grunted softly as she pumped his bulging cock with her soft hand. Suddenly she. "Hi Fanny Annie, hows it going?" Oh hello Willy Wiley. You use to be a micro worm as I recall" yeah. those were the days" Yeah, and look at you now, you're a big microscopic worm". And Fanny Annie laughed. Right that's it, I thought" You are so fat Fanny Annie, even Moses couldn't pull you apart" and I laughed.She gave a frosty knicker frown and replied, "You are so ugly Willy Wiley, you would give Freddy Krueger nightmares". "Its like that is it?" I groaned. "You are so shaved Fanny Annie,. A typical Indian female yet with that convent accent. I was an average student, so she decided to give me extra classes. The Bitch got kicks in punishing, humiliating students. Once I was asked to stay back in the class, she gave me an exercise in English to do. The hands of the large clock on the wall slowly moved to indicate four thirty others had gone to the Field for play. I was bent down over my books, my face still red with embarrassment at the sharp rebuke I had just received from her.