Old Peter had said Priss looked the most like his niece, so she was the one to come down to show him what she had found. It brought tears to his eyes....If he hadn't been sane, I swear he would have gone over the edge and thought Priss was really his niece.The first secret came partly out that day. "Dottie lays up on the ridge in an unmarked grave." Tears were rolling down his face when he said this.Amazed I asked, "What happened and how come?" Her husband brought her home one night in 1932. She. Warner made his way to his class room the next day, he was thinking of Rebecca, the school beauty – a petite, innocent looking 16-year old with a slender figure, small but firm breasts and the most exquisitely pretty face. The class was covering Romeo & Juliet. “Class, please settle down. We got as far as Act 3, Scene 4 last week – so let’s continue with Scene 5. Who will be Romeo? Nobody? Well, Cliff, the role is yours. Rebecca will be your Juliet. Begin, please!”“Wilt thou be gone?”, Rebecca. "You're fucked," I said, making the crazy sign with my hand.He gave me his killer smile and got up from the stool. "Come on. I want to show you something."We got in his car and he drove to his new place. I should call it his stud farm, for that's what it turned out to be almost from day one. We parked and he unlocked the door and we went inside and sat down in one of the booths and I looked around. Not bad, but I had to ask, "So Jack, where and how are you gonna get all this fresh pussy?" I've. Upon opening our room door she sat on our bed as I got my tablet out, as I switched it on she sat real close to me and I could smell her, she smelt gorgeous and I could feel myself getting really turned on. As we looked through the photo’s she giggled and we were getting on so well I knew I had to make a move soon.I turned my head to face her and she was smiling, as I closed the tablet, I leaned forward and brushed her lips with mine, she didn’t flinch. I turned around to face her and kissed.