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I've always been a clean, neat and tidy girl up to now. If you saw my bedroom at home you'd see how everything has its place. And I just hate anyone - including the whole of my close family - going inside my drawers and messing up my things. My drawers are private, and even the helper isn't allowed to go inside them. My dresses, my panties, my bras and my stockings are all neatly arranged. And only I know how to arrange them properly.

Unfortunately, I guess it's made it difficult for me to adjust to a proper adult sex life. It's made it difficult to let myself go, if you see what I mean. You see, I had my boyfriend's kuya round tonight. And for the first time ever, I had sex in my own little single bed. But ever since I've been washing the sheets which had lots of marks on them from our love making. I feel ashamed now because I think I wet the bed. Is it possible for a 19-year-old girl to wet the bed?

And this was only my second date with him! I guess you're thinking that it was far too soon for me to have sex with him. But this is a whirlwind affair, like I used to read about in the teen magazines. Please try to understand that on my first date we'd really got on really well together and he'd been very gentlemanly towards me. He'd taken me for a meal at an open air restaurant down on the quayside, and he hadn't try to push himself on me when we said goodnight. He'd just taken my hand and squeezed it, and gently kissed me on the cheek.

But I suppose this had only served to make me want to see him again. I know it's difficult to explain, but I'd liked him not just because he had treated me with respect, but also because I'd just known somehow that it was part of a plan to get his hand into my panties and make love to me. And it was that thought that had made me get excited. I knew he really wanted me: far more than my first boyfriend had done. In fact, he'd been pestering me for that first date for weeks - ever since Christmas.

And so, as our second date approached, I'd masturbated at work just thinking about what the evening might bring. And again in the bathroom at home as soon as I saw Nanay and Tatay getting ready to go out. So as soon as their taxi came, and they were safely out of the way, I made a call to him on the cellphone to let him know it was fine for him to come round. And I could feel my panties becoming wet as soon as I put the phone down and I knew he was on his way..... But somewhere, at the back of my head, a voice kept asking me why I was doing this?

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