In some ways, like most innocent girls, I was naive and curious and the added phase of now in my puberty, my body and mental health was all over the p...ace.My f******nth birthday saw my brother give me an alarm clock, the hint about my inability to get on time went down a laugh, and it was placed on the dresser at the foot of my bed.Life went on behind my closed bedroom door as I grew up. Little did I know my every move was being monitored by that clock.My brother had a mentor, down in the flat. “What is going on?”“You mean after all these times that you don’t know how to get your wives to pee on your hands?”“Really? I would have thought that it might be a little too early yet.”“We don’t think so and we HAVE to know.”“Ok. Who’s first?”“Me. I got knocked up first again.”“Ok.”I opened the package and read the instructions to make sure they hadn’t changed. Lynn sat back on the toilet and I held the tester between her legs.“Here it goes.”I held the tester in the stream and of course she. She's opened doors. Take advantage of them." But why?" I asked, "You make me happy." I know, but knowing that you're doing what you're doing makes ME happy."I stared at her in the soft violet light of late winter afternoon. "You're a mystery!" Carla, "I've always considered myself an oversexed Dare Devil in the sexual arena, but you, take the crown."She giggled and thanked me, then slithered her still moist body atop me, cupped me below and stroked me to hardness, then impaled herself on my. " Curiosity getting the better of her, she walked on further, and looked in the doorway to see Randall and Anne kissing deeply. Anne's hands, wrapped around Randall's shoulders, left no doubt whatsoever as to where the giggle had come from. A bit embarrassed, James quickly doubled back, and entered the bathroom. After closing the door, she opened the medicine cabinet, searching for some first aid tape. There was some fortunately, and it took only an instant to wrap a thin layer around the tips.