But I was so relaxed by this time that I fell asleep. I was wakened by the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I lay there quite awhile, but she...didn't come in, and so I got up and went to the window. The night was brightly lighted by a full moon and the car was dark and silent. I watched. I waited. I imagined what was happening in that car. Was she alright? Was he ... well, I didn't really know quite what he might be doing, but the schoolyard stories of what sex was were tormenting my. He was wearing a ski mask..."Good bitch… I have seen around the neighborhood, teasing every man as a real whore… Now I am going to ruin all your slutty holes”.Now his intentions were fully displayed. He had come to use me.I twisted around on the bed, hoping that I could loosen the ties that bound me, but my action only pulled those knots tighter.He laughed, saying he loved watching me squirm…Then I felt one of his hands running up the back of my toned legs.My soft skin jumped under his fingers.. The only problem was that he came after about five minutes, filling my mouth with his salty sperm. I drank it down, I've heard good girl's swallow. Then I gave him a second blowjob as he so loved the first.I know, dear diary, I'm such a slut and I love it.9 AugustDear Diary,Wow, turns out I'm not the only person into exposing myself and voyeurism (apart from Andrew and Vi), turns out that Will and Kennedy also have a kinky side.First I knew about it was Kennedy coming up behind me and taking. “Better?”“Mmmm. Oh, that’s lovely. Yes.”I loved this: feeling her against my lips. Exposing the tiny pink pearl of her and chasing it with my tongue. The way her inner thighs clamped against my head when she climaxed; the feeling of her toes stroking my bare back.It was Sunday evening. Yael had learned she’d have the weekend free a few days before; impromptu, I’d proposed to get out of the city as far as possible. I’d driven her all the way south to the small port city of Eilat, on the border.