There were a lots of kids on the street where I grew up. There was one girl who used to sit on the edge of the pavement with her knees up to her chin and her panties showing between her thighs. She was about twelve and I always thought how sexy she looked. She had very long blonde hair and she used to wear really short skirts and tight T-shirts to show off her little breast bumps. One day, she suggested that I sit on the kerb with my knees up, but I didn't see the point. She then said that the men driving by in their cars liked to see young girls' knickers. I did as she'd suggested and was amazed by the amount of men who looked at my knickers. From that day on, I always flashed my knickers in the street.

As time went by, I realised that I could attract the attention of almost any man. Even my uncle took an interest in me once I'd parted my thighs and displayed my tight panties. I became a slut at a very early age, and I gained the title of the school slut before I'd reached my teens. I didn't look upon the name as anything derogatory. In fact, I was and still am proud to be called the school slut. The male teachers love me and there's even one female teacher who follows me around and tries to spend a lot of time with me.