This was wild! What? Was the maid encouraging me to play with myself? I decided to look outside to see if anyone was around. I saw no one, and it ...as still raining. I eventually ate some food and took a shower, but I was still really freaking out about the maid. I was turned on, yet embarrassed. I didn't know what to think. Eventually, I drank some more beer and started looking at my porn again. It was about a half hour later that I heard someone outside my door. I had just tossed the. I was starting to think he had run away from home, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out why. Really concerned now, I went to my room and saw some of my drawers were open too. Baffled at this new wrinkle, I checked to see what if anything was missing.That's when I saw it… my journal was gone! Oh my God! My journal! In a sheer panic I checked everywhere, under my bed, in every drawer, even under my pillow. Nothing! I knew where I had left it last night; under my panties in my bottom. Right where I wanted to be. With the boy I liked, walking back into the woods for seven minutes to ourselves.We slowly held hands walking through the dense woods. When we thought we were out of eyesight, we stopped, and he started kissing me, and I instinctively started rubbing his cock thru his shorts. I put my hand down there, and he followed by putting both his hands down the back of my bikini, squeezing my tiny ass, completely cupping both my cheeks in his palms. and while squeezing and. So he “stole” a piece of paper where the participants indicated if they wanted to talk to the teacher. And so the first rule had been broken. Though in reality, the first rule had been broken when he and Lori had briefly communicated albeit non-verbally a few days prior. He wrote on the note, “Meet me in the meditation room after lights out!” He got into the room before anyone else and placed the note on the cushions she had brought to make her own little “meditation nest.” He then sat.