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Sadie         1-844-332-2639 ext. 222

Dear Diary,

I’ve heard that sometimes if you write something down that it will help you move past the thing you are obsessing about. I hope that it is true. I can’t even believe I’m going to put this down on paper! It started years ago. I could see how handsome he was going to be. I told myself it was just a mother’s pride.

I didn’t even notice that the feelings were there until THAT day. It was an accident! But someone once said there are no accidents and now I wonder if they are right. I wish I had never opened that door. I still see him standing there lifting the towel from the rack. Water streaming down his body.. his … cock… was beautiful. Ever since that day I can’t stop thinking about IT. I would never do anything to hurt him. But I am afraid that he has been the star of every fantasy I have had since then. I just can’t seem to stop.

I saw him having sex with one of his girlfriends. I watched through the crack in the door. I heard him tell her that he liked her shaved pussy. So the next night, I shaved mine. Why did I do that? Because I want him to fuck me? I know it can never happen but it makes me feel good to think that my bald pussy is just for him.

I stole his shirt. What is wrong with me? The blue button up one. I took it right from his dirty clothes. It smells like him. I wear it when he’s not home. I should never have started that.. I Now I am having these fantasies where I am his sex slave. Doing dishes, I stand there and imagine him coming home and walking up behind me to push his finger into my pussy to see if I had put on panties while he was gone. What’s wrong with me?

I think about sucking his cock all the time. No matter where I am or where he is, I’m always thinking about what if he told me to suck his cock right now? I could never do it. I don’t think I could. It would be wrong. I can’t do that. So why is my pussy so wet? My fantasies are growing more kinky and more frequent. I know I have to stop but I don’t know how. I hope that writing this down will exorcise these demons. Right now, as I look down at my smooth hairless wet pussy I don’t know if it is working.

Her son, closed the little red diary and placed it back on the coffee table where she had left it. She had to know that he would find it if she left it there. His hand rubbed the hard cock in his jeans as he looked to the kitchen where he could hear her washing dishes. A smile on his face.

Sadie

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