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     What a beautiful world it is.  I have recently moved to a
new house, new school, etc.  All my old haunts and memories
are left behind.  I think that I am starting to be able to
control my body.  It has been months since I had any sexual
activity.  All of the swelling is gone and my body seems to be
completely healed.  My large breasts seem to have firmed up
some.  My dark areas around my nipples still protrude 
significantly because of Carl's suckers, but the effect is not
entirely bad.   My  mother, Helen, and I are very close.  We have
the same terrible/wonderful secret.  Our clitorises are extreemly
large and sensitive.  If anyone, boy or girl, strokes me there,
I become  putty in  their hands.  I will literally do anything to
reach orgasm  and release.   It  is for  this reason  that I have
stayed away from boys since I started in my new school.
     Other than that, I am enjoying school very much.  I am even 
a member of the school council.  I was elected in my home room
by one vote.  Gloria Pushnell worked very hard to be elected.
Gloria even tried dirty tricks.  She told lies about me and
I heard that she promised herself to several boys if she won.
Gloria has a great figure, but mine is better and I am much
prettier.  Anyway I won and so I get to attend the weekly
council meetings.  Gloria is my alternate in case I am unable to
attend the meeting.  Gloria hates me.  I can feel it every time
she is near me.  With that one excetpion, I have many friends at
school.  In general, it is a ball.  I am pretty good too.
     Mother has settled down some too.  She limits herself to one
date per week.  We understand each other perfectly.  When she
comes home crying, I generally know what has happened.  She lost
control of herself when her date got his hands onto her pussy.
We fight our bodies, but they always win.  We usually feel bad
afterward, because  we lost  control, but  during the stroking we
are so high that we can see the stars.  I guess this is what dope
addicts go thru.
     The twins leave me alone.  We hardly speak.  They have new
boyfriends again.  I have warned them, but they ignore me.
Ted Baxter, Grant Toone, and Hank Turney come to the house every
time mother is gone on a date.  Mother leaves me in charge, but I
cannot control the twins.  They call the boys over and they have 
a sexual party.  I usually have to clean up  after them.   I hate
it when  they come, because it means extra work for me and I have
to lie to Helen.  To  be completely  honest, however,  I envy the
twins a little.  They are laughing and touching and shareing each
other while I just  listen and  stroke myself  to orgasm.   It is
good when  I do  myself, but  nothing like having someone else do
it.  I cannot join them,  because of  my secret.   If  one of the
boys touched me there I would melt and beg for more till I had my
fill.  I know.  I have been  there many  times.   It is  the best
feeling  in  the  world.    Because of my super large clitoris, I
enjoy it more than anyone else, but I  am also  more easily taken
advantage  of.    Therefore,  since  I have been there many times
before, I stay away from all boys.  Mother has  the same problem,
but she  has more  willpower than  I.  I stroke myself often, but
only after I have locked my door and  braced a  chair against the
doorhandle.
     Tonight is  another one  of those  nights when  the boys are
here.  I have tiptoed up to the twins door to listen.  I can hear
giggles and when I put my ear to the door, I can hear them.
"...We can  both share.   You  suck his  penis, and I'll suck his
balls."  "OK, but  leave some  for me."   My  hand slips  into my
pants and  I stroke  myself while I listen.  "Don't bite me again
Ted."  I am breathing hard when I notice with  a start  that Hank
is watching me.  "Can I help you do that?"  'What?...Oh, No.'
I pull  my hand  out of my pants and hurry away.  Hank watches me
leave and smiles as  he rubs  the bulge  in his  pants.   Hank is
naked except for his pants.  His body is the sexiest thing that I
have seen.  I hurry into my room and lock the door.   I  push the
chair againt the doorknob and back against the wall.  My heart is
beating wildly.  I quickly remove my clothes and open my legs.  I
find my  giant clitoris  easily as  always and stroke it while my
other hand works on my breasts.  I slowly build until I am ready.
I pinch my breast and clitoris hard as I come.   I  hear a screem
and  realize  that  it  is  my  own.   My screams die out and are
followed by loud laughing from the twins room.   I  feel shame at
being found out.  How can I look them in the eye again.  
     When I  settle down enough to walk, I walk to my dresser and
lift my leg onto the chair.  I open myself and examine  my secret
place carefully.   The  constant stroking  causes me  to start in
again.  I watch myself closely as I get higher and higher.
Finally, I lose control and throw my head back while I pinch and
rub myself to orgasm.  By exerting all of my  will power,  I hold
the noise  down to loud moans, but I still hear loud giggles from
the twins room.  I examine myself closely again and then look up.
Something caught my eye.  Something moved in the tree  outside of
my window.  My dresser is next to the window and my secret places
have been open and exposed for a long  time to  anyone outside my
window.    I  dress  and  hurry  downstairs  in time to catch Del
Keeting climbing out of the tree.  Del is carrying an expensive
night camera and a bag full of camera equipment and film.
     'What are you doing in my tree?'  "Photographing you."
'Please give me the film'  Del grins and shakes his head.   "Come
with me now, do everything that I ask, and noone will ever see or
even know of these pictures.  I cannot hold back  the tears  as I
stand there  considering the  possibilities.  Del is the school's
pervert.  He is  handsome and  gentle, but  I have  heard that he
likes to pull the wings off of flies, etc.  Noone will date him.
I know that he will sell my pictures to my school friends.
I cannot  live with that.  'OK You win.'  I follow Del out to his
car and we drive away.  "Come over and sit by me."  I  slide over
to  the  middle  of  the  seat  and  we drive silently.  I cannot
believe my eyes when we pull into Carl's  driveway.   "I work for
this guy.   He  has some neat toys."  Del takes my hand and pulls
me out of the car.  I am in a daze and  Del has  to pull  me into
the house.  We go into the front room and Del sets up his camera.
Del has me step into the powder room and make myself beautiful.
Del insists that I leave the door open so that he can keep an eye
on me.  Everything that I could possibly want is available.
I don't use much makeup, but I clean up and do my hair.  When I
am finished, Del looks at  me  and  takes  me  back  in  for more
lipstick and face color.  "I want more color for the camera."
     When Del is happy with my face, he hands me a razor and
tells  me  to  shave  my  ass  and pussy.  When my mouth opens to
protest, Del tells me that he just wants me to shave from the top
of my clit down around my ass.  Del insists on watching me.
I feel  cheap and  dirty somehow  as I  pull my pants and panties
off.  I make  myself wet  and apply  shaving cream.   As  I shave
myself, I  look up  and see  a strange  look on  Del's face as he
stares at my pussy and crotch area.  Maybe Del is a little crazy.
Finally, I am done and Del has me strip naked.
Again the cheap and dirty feeling as Del examines me from head to
toe.  
     The next hour is spent  with  me  posing  for  Del  in every
position  possible.    Del  has  me  wear  costumes and elaborate
bondage chains and leather for special shots.  Del does  not make
a pass  at me  for the whole hour.  When Del is satisfied that he
has what he wanted, we take a break.   "Inez,  there is  just one
more thing I want.  I want closeups of that special spot that you
like to rub.  We  need  to  have  you  step  into  one  of Carl's
machines downstairs for that."  My heart stops for a second.
'All you want is pictures?'  "Of course, what did you think that
I wanted?"  I shrug, strip, and we go downstairs.
