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jadebear
I think I may have written about this in my diary before, IDK....
I was such a little whore as a kid, and it still makes me feel ashamed to this day. I'm sure it started at a very young age, but I mostly remember it from 4th grade and up.
In 4th grade, I always went to class early, and I went and waited in the closet in the class room for whatever random boy would go in there. There would seriously be a long line of boys outside the closet, waiting for their turn to be with me.
There was also a boy that would meet me in the parking lot, in between the cars, at recess. There was a boy that would meet me in a classroom on days that the weather was bad and we couldn't go outside to play. There was a boy I sat beside in class that I would jack off during class every day.
I did this all through my school years. Even in high school there were boys that met me in certain spots at certain times. One in the gym, behind the curtains, one in the janitors closet, one in a spot in the hallway, etc. etc.
I always felt SO bad about myself for doing this. I was so ashamed. Yet, I kept doing it. It felt powerful. I felt like I was the one in control. It made me feel powerful and ashamed at the same time.
In 4th grade, the principal called me into the office to have a talk with me about a letter I had written a boy. I had went into graphic detail about all the sexual things I would do to him if he would like me and be my boyfriend. He told me I was way too young to be doing those kinds of things, gave me a lecture and sent me on my way. That 'should' have been enough humiliation to make me stop doing what I was doing, but it wasn't. I continued to be a little whore.
Why would I have done that? It seems like I wouldn't have wanted anything to do with sex at all instead of going the opposite way.
Maybe this post is just more of a confession....IDK. Maybe I just feel ashamed and guilty and needed to get it off my chest.
I was such a little whore as a kid, and it still makes me feel ashamed to this day. I'm sure it started at a very young age, but I mostly remember it from 4th grade and up.
In 4th grade, I always went to class early, and I went and waited in the closet in the class room for whatever random boy would go in there. There would seriously be a long line of boys outside the closet, waiting for their turn to be with me.
There was also a boy that would meet me in the parking lot, in between the cars, at recess. There was a boy that would meet me in a classroom on days that the weather was bad and we couldn't go outside to play. There was a boy I sat beside in class that I would jack off during class every day.
I did this all through my school years. Even in high school there were boys that met me in certain spots at certain times. One in the gym, behind the curtains, one in the janitors closet, one in a spot in the hallway, etc. etc.
I always felt SO bad about myself for doing this. I was so ashamed. Yet, I kept doing it. It felt powerful. I felt like I was the one in control. It made me feel powerful and ashamed at the same time.
In 4th grade, the principal called me into the office to have a talk with me about a letter I had written a boy. I had went into graphic detail about all the sexual things I would do to him if he would like me and be my boyfriend. He told me I was way too young to be doing those kinds of things, gave me a lecture and sent me on my way. That 'should' have been enough humiliation to make me stop doing what I was doing, but it wasn't. I continued to be a little whore.
Why would I have done that? It seems like I wouldn't have wanted anything to do with sex at all instead of going the opposite way.
Maybe this post is just more of a confession....IDK. Maybe I just feel ashamed and guilty and needed to get it off my chest.