Faith was a girl in his class this past year. He got to know her intimately one afternoon staying after school earning some extra credit. Jay recogni...ed the other 2 girls from his school but didn't know their names.The girls had just pulled up in a car and the girls all said "hey Mr. Wells" except for Faith said "Hey Jay." Jay took the ice cream orders from the 3 girls that came to his window and watched them talk and giggle as they went to sit at a nearby picnic table.Jay watched the girls. "I could hear from the rustling of paper that at least a number of them were clever enough to take that down."Many think that these kinds of books, freed from the restrictions of religious morale and often written under the cover of exposing the sick behaviors of the aristocratic, added kindling to the fire of revolution that was already starting all over the country, and that without it, that fire may have burnt out. That, in a way, by enabling the publishing of those books, they paid for. This was his daughter's underwear. This was wrong but he didn't care. He stroked his cock and his balls with his daughter's panties. He spread them out on her bed and looked at her underwear. He laid out her bras and her panties as if she was wearing them.He put her panties on his face and sucked at the crotch, knowing her cunt went there. He lay down on her underwear pretending she was wearing them and he humped her panties. He felt her bras as if her breasts were in them. He imagined her. ‘I’m not a boy’, I said, nervously, and then he rather stupidly asked who I was, as if being a girl was an impossibility. ‘I’m a girl’, I said f***efully, that was when he turned to me, still peeing, ‘You’re a girl’, he retorted credulously, and my heart sank at my presumed unattractiveness. I think he saw that in me in the darkness. ‘Look lassie’, he said soothingly, ‘it’s dark in here and I can hardly make you out’, by now he was alongside me and put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a.