I hope they don't leave,not yet anyway.Diary, I think for once that I'm actually glad that I don't live in thatcul-de-sac. I'd be so nervous if there ...was a chance of talking to thosegirls every time I left the house. I get so nervous whenever I'm near agirl, I can hardly talk to one except for my Mum, but she's my Mum.Maybe this is some sort of sign? Am I supposed to get over my fear andtalk to these girls over the fence? I don't think I could do that, at least, I don't think I could start. "I've loved you since I first saw you, Jenni." How could you possibly know you love me?" she asked. "How do you know it isn't just lust because of what I was doing to you?" . "I thought about that a lot, Jenni," I said, "and I went through a period that I questioned my acceptance of your lovemaking. I couldn't understand why I wasn't appalled at what you were doing, but I wasn't. Not once. Then I decided that what I was feeling was lust. No one, man or woman had ever given me such pleasure or. All I want is pleasure - as often as possible." Well, not perfection, exactly, although I know that's a problem of mine. No, I just want to see if maybe we can wring another extra tingle or two out of it... I love to watch your nipples get hard." I like the way they feel. Have I told you about that? They tingle - like you said. I can feel them sort of contracting. It's a wonderful feeling, especially when it happens with no touching, just getting erect, aroused. No, don't stop. Rub them." Me,. Ijust feel sad when she goes away for January andFebruary. I miss her so much. The other thing I don’tlike very much is all the lessons that I have to do. Ifind them so tiring sometimes especially if it is sunnyand warm out. I feel that I could be out with thehorses or something else instead.” She had been pondering the furniture and pictures inthe room as she spoke. It was not often that she hadtime to think about these things she saw so rarely. Asshe finished speaking she looked.