I find myself screaming on the inside, unable to break free of my pain. I wear a mask of contentment that grows weaker; my smile however happy it may ...ppear is a charade- a fake twitch of the muscles for my audience. I feel angry, I feel unworthy, I feel caged and I feel empty. These emotions make me want to break free — to leave this life in search of another for nothing I or anyone else does makes me feel truly happy and conflict free. To fill the gap I harbour in my soul seems pointless —. Some of the women and girls noticed their bed sheets in unusual positions, but nothing to be alarming.It was not for several weeks before the town physician became concerned that many of the town's girls and women were coming to him with early pregnancy symptoms. Most of the women and girls were even on birth control. Most professed a lack of sexual contact during the time when conception would have been most likely.The most alarming of the pregnancies was a 10-year old girl who showed no signs. I watched as he stood upright and removed his suit jacket and tossed it on the floor. His vest then followed, and I sat up and pulled off my dress and tossed it onto a chair as he undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it on the floor also.I removed my shoes, one then the other as he simply kicked his off then pulled off his pants and underwear together, I was sitting on the bed in just my panties, garter and stockings as I saw his cock for the first time. It was perfect! A tad over 6. “Oh wow. That’s ... is that Samanth- no ... Who is that?”“No one, just - you know - just made her up.”Kathy jumped in, “It’s really really nice, though.”Bethesda nodded, “Yeah, can you do me next?”Alex grinned, “Uhm, phrasing!”“Shoosh,” she reprimanded, “now come on, draw me next, pretty please?”Mercifully, the bell rang, but Alex decided not to be saved, “You know I think I’d like to - but you have to let me draw on you first.”“Ooh, kinky.”Kathy and Alex both rolled their eyes. “No,” Alex.