The afternoons they were out, I would be curiously going through the pages of Playboy and awakening my sexuality. One day I decided to glance through ...ne of the Playgirls. As I went through the pictures I could feel my heart speed up. This was the first time I had ever seen an adult man nude. I found it really naughty and so I started going for the Playgirl magazines instead of the Playboys. I distinctly remember obsessing on one model and I just will never forget him. HIs name was Bill. I told her to step closer and when she did, I reached up and cupped one of her tits and squeezed delicately. She didn’t resist, and flashed me a wide smile and placed one hand on her hip. Wow, this little slut is needing attention badly. I then used the same hand to pinch her nipple lightly and her smiled broadened, I then pinched hard. She flinched, but never changed her expression.I then slipped my opened hand between her thighs and move upward toward her pussy. She was holding her legs. Not books ... scrolls.Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the sages was stored in this huge room.There was no dust...'come to think of it, there was no dust in the metal vent, ' she thought. 'There should be dust everywhere.'There were sections of scrolls written in Latin, Greek, Aramaic, Hebrew, Sanskrit, Norse Runes, Gallic, Russian, Japanese, old Japanese, Egyptian hieroglyphics ... Languages phonetically spelled ... languages entirely. ”“I hope she calms down on that one, as I have no intention of claiming her before her sixteenth birthday. The twins were an exception, and I wouldn’t have claimed them early if I had another way to prevent them from losing their virginity,” I explained. “If their mother had been able to keep them under control, it never would have happened.”The conversation stopped as Sophia came rushing back out of the bathroom. “I’m ready to go. I even washed my hands, see?”“Yes I can see, but apparently you.