When I was still young, cameras in rooms were very rare. I remember that my favorite pastime was masturbating at the sports school. I was a professional swimmer. Our school was far from being elite. And the maintenance of the school was mostly the responsibility of the students. According to the schedule, cleaning the pools, changing rooms, showers, and other utility rooms. I tried to sign up for weekends all the time. There were very few children on weekends. Training sessions usually took place in the first half of the day. And after five in the evening, the school was empty, except for the security guards and the cleaning crew. Everyone chose their own tasks, or they cleaned together, helping each other. I preferred to come later and do the cleaning alone. It was a paradise for a girl with perverted fantasies. That’s where I would bring my fantasies to life. The coolest experience was when I would sneak into the security office naked and barefoot while the guards — there were usually two of them — were sitting there watching TV or playing board games. The ultimate thrill was when I crawled along their window on my hands and knees. And then one day, I got so bold that I decided to just linger by the slightly open office door and start masturbating while they were watching TV and discussing what they’d seen. I’d never had anything more exciting! I was 15. Later, of course, I was tormented by remorse and the suspicion that I was crazy. For a while, that even scared me a lot.
