What's the most perverted/depraved/shameful thing that you have ever done? From junior high to freshman year of high school I was in a kind of, "weird phase". When my sister was still in high school and I was in seventh grade we had over a German exchange student for a week as my sister was taking German and participated in the exchange program. The German girl spent almost all of her time shopping for stuff at the mall(as that was the most notable thing to do over here in the states), so she spent little to no time actually in our house. When I got home from school one day I was totally alone and after a bit of debating with myself, decided to take one of the exchange student'a panties and see what they smelled like. This was less because I actually wanted to get some kind of sexual gratification out of it, and more about the thrill. At that age I enjoyed the excitement of petty theft, bizarre pranks and generally sadistic things. Now as she was guest in our house, she didn't just leave dirty panties around her room, so I had to reach into her drawer(which she was borrowing from me) and pull out whatever pair I could find(which were almost certainly clean. I then pushed them against my nostrils and inhaled deeply. Looking back on this I could have done a lot worse. It's not like I rubbed my dick on it. Even if it was clean, knowing that she would eventually wear it would almost be more perverse. If i'm going to be 120% honest I regret that I didn't do that. The drawer she borrowed was broken when it was returned to me, so I don't feel too guilty about it or anything. Story 2: I wanted to take German 2 in eighth grade since my sister went down that route, but I didn't take German 1 the previous year. German 2 also wasn't offered in high school so I opted to take summer lessons to skip ahead. It was a nice arrangement since the teacher would actually come to my house every other day. Now she wasn't an attractive woman by any means. Being Turkish, short, middle-aged, and wrinkled, she didn't exactly appeal to my in that way. At the time though, I had a sort of fetish for having somebody trying to teach my something without me understanding any of what they were saying. I didn't even know about this until the lessons started, but every other day, for a straight hour and half, I would have a raging hard-on as soon as this woman opened her mouth and started yammering on and one about what seemed like total gibberish to me. It's good that our dining room table wPost too long. Click here to view the full text.