I lost all track of time. I also made two mistakes. I forgot to lock the door and I didn't close the shower curtain. I was so into what I was doing I ...idn't notice the door open. I was moaning which I never did while jacking off and enjoying it so much. I opened my eyes to see my 15 year old sister standing there in awe. Her eyes wide and mouth dropped I didn't know what to do. I tried to stammer some sort of word out of my mouth but I couldn't put anything together. I was so scared and excited. Tar duta paa ke phank kore dhorlam. Parul prothom shock ta shamliye niye aste aste shanto hoye porlo. Ami aste aste amar mukh ta Paruler mukher kache niye giye apekhha korte laglam. Ami aste kore Paruler kopale aar naker oopore chumu khelam aar mukh ta soriye nilam. Parul songe songe tar mukh ta egiye eshe amar gale aar amar thonthe chumu khelo. Parul tar shuru te paoa asoshita katiye uthe amake du hathe joriye dhore amake chumu khete laglo aar tar sansh ta jore jore porte laglo. Ami Paruler. “Are you kidding?” she breathed, snuggling closer. “Right now I’m so relaxed I could fall asleep!”I took that as a hint, and reached back to flip the switch which would turn off the reading light, then closed my eyes and fell asleep.September 17, 1982, McKinley, OhioI awoke with my alarm on Friday morning, finding myself spooned together with Sandy. We’d obviously shifted positions at some point during the night, but I didn’t remember consciously doing so. My alarm was just far enough away that. I figured that if their husbands were too braindead to take adequate care of their wives in bed. They were getting just what they deserved. Also, with the single women I had to be careful never to say anything to hurt their feelings ... I could never have had this kind of conversation with any of them. They never wanted competition. With married women it’s never been an issue. They were being “unfaithful” to their husbands and most of them found excitement in the fact that I have multiple.