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Pretty young Karen Ames got home from school and hurried to her bedroom. Her mother wouldn’t be home from work until five o’clock. Karen liked that. With no father to boss her around, it was nice to be totally free of parental guidance from time to time.
These were special hours to Karen. Unlike other girls who indulged in sports and other activities after school, Karen liked to be alone with her thoughts. She was a thinking girl.
She sat at her dressing table, unlocked a small drawer, and pulled out her diary and her pen with purple ink. She spread the book open and wrote:
Dear Diary,
It happened again today in class. When I crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs together real hard, my you-know-what got very wet. Seeing Robbie Anderson in his new turtleneck sweater helped. So did Mr. Turner. He sure looks at me hard lately! It’s all so new and exciting! I bent over to get my pencil that I dropped and Mr. Turner’s eyes just stared into the neck of my dress. That made my titties feel funny, if you know what I mean. I know what he’d like to do to them! And I know what Robbie would like to do under my dress. What a cute boy!
Karen giggled and closed her diary. She carefully replaced it in its drawer with the pen. She locked the drawer and put the key back in its hiding place behind the framed picture of herself in her first bikini.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.