It was about then that I remebered the window in the back of our garage. I ran into the garage and locked the door. I raced over to the window which h...d been painted over but there was a small corner where the paint had been sc****d off and when I looked through it there laid beautiful Sara and those naked tits five feet away from me.I had to do something, the pressure in my pants was unbearable. I undid my belt and pulled down my pants and underwear and out popped my cock like I\'d never seen. I'm wondering why the hell I waited. But, I know why--and it's the same problem I have now--lack of guys. Especially lack of guys that won't kiss and tell. I know Warren won't. There's very few on the cast that won't." What about outside of skating?" That's tough. I don't meet many guys outside of skating. And the ones I do are interested in me because I'm semi-famous. Nice guys don't approach World Champion Elizabeth Cushman for dates. " Hmmm..."A couple of days after that, they pulled into. "I'm not your buddy." Steven hissed at me. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him hard. "I know," I whispered against his tongue when I wasn't trying to french kiss him.My hands slipped his shirt off so I could run them over his incredibly muscled arms. Steven yanked my hair and kissed me back, harder than I had kissed him. I moaned in my throat. But then he pulled back. "Alright, let's see if you really learned your lesson, k**. Come over here." Steven said with a smirk.No movement... so. "Dad gave me a 356A on the same day, and told me the same thing."You put this out of your mind and flip to another page further along in the diary, you notice this one has an entry for today written. Correction, there's an entry for today being written, ink moves along as you read the entry wide eyed.ZW57%& It was the most random thing. I go off to take the test I studied all last night for, and it turns out to be a screen test for television shows. I got the prize the advertising talked about.