More translated secrets of Chinese people…
My heart is dark and sinister.
I was at an internet bar all night and became disoriented.
Accidentally, I walked into the men’s restroom.
Originally, I did not see the people inside.
Suddenly I regained my wits and screamed.
I always pretend to be a cultured person, to trick girls into bed.
Once when I was leaving the metro, and on the escalator, there was a girl with a great body in front of me,
wearing a super short skirt.
Coincidentally, I had my mobile phone in my hand.
There was no one around,
so I quickly turned on the camera,
and put my cell phone under her skirt
When I got home to look at it, it was more life-like than any secretly taken picture I have ever seen on the internet.
Really life-like, her hairs were visible, there was a line/gap, and I masturbated several times because of this.
This was the only time in my life I ever secretly took a picture.
I and a distantly related cousin ML before~~
We were still together a few days before her wedding.
We liked each other ever since we were small, and only because of our blood relationship that we could not get married, very sad~~
I raped a female neighbor.
Earlier when internet bars did not yet have payment systems [that control the amount of time you are on the computer], and you were supposed to pay after you were done and according to how long you used the internet,
I touched my pocket and realized I did not bring my wallet, so I snuck out.
I often read topics but do not reply…
I have been with a few pretty female friends.
I do not like to ML with them.
I like to use my hand.
I played “rape” once. I felt great, she felt great, and in the end, I came on her face.
Does constipation count?
Seeing a report, an expert said that each time a guy SY, it uses the same amount of energy as him running a 100 meter sprint. So does it count that I run the 100 meters 3 times a day?
After reading about the things you guys have done, I no longer have any embarrassing things to write about.
America’s 911 incident was orchestrated by me, do not tell anyone.
In high school, in order to participate in the Physics Science Olympiad, we had to go to the teacher’s house on weekends for coaching. That teacher was recently appointed [to our school] and was living in a single dorm. When she showered, she had to pull close a cloth curtain. I peeked before. That was my first year in high school.
In my second year, her and I ML a few times. The summer vacation after graduating from high school, we went vacationing for a few days together. Every day we ML. I must admit, doing it with the teacher felt great, especially when thinking about her serious face when she is standing behind her podium [teaching class].
That teacher eventually became the headmaster’s daughter-in-law…
I had a fight with my politics teacher, and fucked his girlfriend, although strictly speaking, it was his girlfriend who fucked me.
I fooled/drifted around for a few months [wasting time doing nothing productive], and got to know a few [bad] friends in society. All day, we discussed about cutting off that politics teacher’s little penis.
To be continued…
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