My first feeling of sexuality when I caught my cousin looking up my dress. The feeling of being looked at like that has never left me. When a man has those eyes I feel funny inside. I am not that pretty, but I am petite and have a chest. Sometimes I wear short dresses or skirts. A man at my work stares at my chest and butt. At the airport a man sat across from me and stared up my dress. Whenever these things happen it makes me feel things, I cross my legs real tight to stop the feeling but it never works, the feelings only stop when I touch myself. When I can I go into a restroom to touch myself until the feeling stops, but if I can't I suffer.

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