The Rules of Home I have been raised by my aunt, due to circumstances..Still not explained.. Just until recently allowed a certain bit of privacy..That being to shut the bedroom door, but leaving it cracked..In fact my aunt had the lock mechanism removed years ago.. Grace before every meal and church every Sunday..Reading the scriptures on a daily basis and monitoring of the TV shows.. No music of the day's generation..No magazines allowed in the house, even those of news and popular everyday life.. Although puritanical and strict i love her.. *** At the age of puberty, i was watched..It was explained to me by a deacon from my aunt's church..At 12 i was gullible..I wasn't to touch my genitals..It just wasn't the right thing to do.. I was to tell my aunt if i had illicit dreams..First i was explained what those were.. My aunt kept a sharp eye on me but she couldn't be with me in school.. I found places and time to masturbate, usually late and into the early morning when auntie was asleep.. My best friend was actually a girl and still is. She is a couple years older then me and now in university.. We practically grew up together and she is my closet confidant.. It was just fortunate that she was allowed in the house, Allison is her name..She is three years older then me.. We never did more then just practice a kiss.. My hormones were racing.. She would bring in magazines stuck between her school binder..Magazines of men, magazines of women.. …the next moment changed everything
