Watch the house. In the middle of the night I awake. I her a rustling. I hear vibrating. I sit up. She is lying on her back. Her knees are up. What is...she...She's masturbating! I hear her heavy breathing and the fluctuation of vibrating sound. The thought of it turned me on. I grew hard. As quietly as I could I slid my shorts down releasing my teen cock. Grabbing it with my left hand I begin to pump. I must have been to loud. She heard me. She vibration stops. She sits up. "What's that?" I hear. Appudu naaku ardam ayindi pinniki puku daggara hair baga perigindani malli phone mogindi nenu eesari bathroom door gattiga push chesanu ante pinni doggy style lo nunchoni gudda shave chesukuntundi naa sulli 90 deg angle lo lechindi nenu underware vesukoledu door sound ki pinni sudden ga chusindi ante raser gudda daggara cut ayindi blood baga leak ayutundi pinni observe cheyaledu pinni tana body cover chesukovadani try chestundi pinni mee back side raser cut ayindi ani cheppanu nenu fast ga. "I let out a big sigh."Then this summer I saw you with Mrs. Parker. I was outside the window. I masturbated to orgasm. Twice. I have masturbated at least once a day since then. At camp, I let some of the boys play with my breasts and one I let touch my pussy. I made him stop before I orgasmed, but I ran to my cabin and finished myself."I could not see Jason, but I knew he was there. I knew I was pouring my heart out to him. I wondered what he was going to do. I found out."Cindy, repeat after. After a subdued departure, I caught up on this diary and the three of us worked on homework. I also finally realized – and I do not know why it has taken me so long – that this diary has become more than even the expanded version of it once I decided – admittedly, after the fact – on the change in focus. I will have to cogitate on whether I continue in this vein into which I’ve stumbled or pull back on detail that does not directly treat my maturation process as I thought I had decided..