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17 May 2013 8:58AM
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Yes, he was a Junior in High School, not a junior high school student.

Yes, I had a typo... knew/new... it was extremely late when I typed my experience, and I was tired. Sorry. Shit happens when you are typing late at night and your tired.

Again, this is my place to store some of my memories, remember the past and enjoy it. Those that want to enjoy them with me, excellent... those that just come here to shove typos and minor mistakes in my face, don't read them if you are so offended by something as simple as "knew/new". I don't put my memories on here looking for a book deal or some Literary Award.

If I'm such a horrible writer...STOP READING MY MEMORIES... If you don't believe my memories and are amused or annoyed by them because of it... STOP READING MY MEMORIES....

Hmmm... I can turn comments off, can't I Admin?

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08 May 2013 1:56AM
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Thanks for the comments everyone... good and bad, all are welcomed to their opinion. It actually IS a real account of something that I experienced, if you choose to believe that or not is fine. While I am glad some enjoy reading my memories, I am not truly writing for others, I am writing for myself. Had this been fiction, I would have had some massive sexual relationship with him, or it would have continued perhaps...dunno... because it didn't happen, so I didn't write it.

Anyway, no worries, if you don't enjoy them, that's fine, if you don't believe me, that's fine too. To each their own, and I hope you do find something enjoyable to read, as I am sure you will because this board is filled with may real and fictional stories/recollections that are suitable for many personalities and preferences.

A huge shout out to all the members posting on Motherless, and all the members who enjoy reading them!

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05 May 2013 8:50AM
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Thank you for your comments everyone... it's encouraging to know that someone appreciates my memories!

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08 Apr 2013 2:51AM
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Hey everyone.. This is my first post here, but I just wanted to share a simple confession. Nothing life changing or bursting with excitement, just sharing a moment in my life.

I am now in my twenties, but there was a time when I was a horny young thing...under 13 years of age and released my sexual curiosities in unique ways. We lived in a ranch style home and my bedroom windows faced the sidewalk on the side of my house. One of my turn ons was being "caught" naked/touching myself. My windows were about waist high, and when I was alone in the house I would walk around naked after a shower in front of the windows with the blinds pulled up. I would have my hair up in a towel and would stand in front of the window messing with the towel above my head, pretending like I didn't realize people could see in. I remember the thrill that went through me when a car would drive my and I was in front of the window.

There was a car that drove by once and suddenly slowed down. It didn't really hit me until I saw the car turn the corner and come back around the block and drive by again...very slowly. There was a mix of panic and excitement that I still feel today writing about it. I remember thinking.."omg, they see me" and "I hope they don't know my parents!"...haha! (Wow, wet just remembering it!)

The thrill I got from exposing my breasts to drive by strangers was elevated when I was noticed by my neighbor. We had these older neighbors (50's) that lived across the street. Husband and wife, she like never left the house...ever! When she was seen outside the house it was a big deal, but he was always outside. He was either mowing the lawn, trimming the bushes that lined his driveway or walking their annoying little white housepet that barked all the time when it was outside.

One day I was 'doing my thing' and saw that he was outside trimming his bushes. I briefly walked away from the window because I was afraid he would say something to my parents, but it appeared that he didn't see me. So of course, the horny fool of a young girl that I was, I purposely went in front of the window again and a few minutes later I saw him looking my way. I tried to keep my head up or to the side so I could avoid direct eye contact. I would do the side view stretch thing..ha.. anything to make it appear 'accidental' that I was visible. It was then I realized that he was trimming the same spot on the bushes for a long... long... time. I then ran my hands over my small breasts, tugged on my nipples a little, then continued to rub them. He no longer was trimming the same area of the bushes, but was trimming the bushes much closer to the end of the driveway so he could see better. I did that for a few minutes longer, then finally stopped.

A few days later, I noticed that he was outside mowing (guessing he wanted to tend to the lawn a lot more after that day!) and I pulled the blinds up again and gave him another show, which he definitely noticed this time. I think he might have been looking everyday since then in the direction of my window. I got very brave after that and cleared off the top of my shorter dresser and slide it in front of the window. I crawled up on my dresser naked and spread my legs in front of the window!! I was terrified and completely turned on. I slide my fingers in front of my pussy, it barely had any hair on it at that point in my life, so I'm sure it looked bald from his view, but I'm not sure. I remember seeing his hand go down towards his crotch but I couldn't see from where I was what he was doing. It felt so hot and naughty when I played with my pussy for him as I saw on my dresser.

He never said anything to my parents (that I know of) and I gave repeated shows to him and countless innocent drivers as they passed my window. A few other cars did repeated drive bys, but I wasn't consistent with the day or time of day that I exposed myself. It all depended on my parents being gone and my older brother or his friends not being around. (Though I did have a moment with one of my brothers friends one day that is a simple yet interesting event.)

Around that time of my life, when I was a few years younger, is when I first discovered my pussy and all the joys it brings, but that is another memory, for another time.

Thanks for reading my first confession!

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