One was tall and slim, with long legs that went on forever; a tiny pair of beautifully upturned breasts that were topped by long and ridiculously hard...dark-brown nipples; and a face that belonged on a magazine cover. She may well have been a natural blonde, it's difficult to tell when there isn't a hair on her body apart from her long, flowing locks. The other one was much shorter and thicker-set, with a soft, voluptuous body that included a gigantic pair of billowing tits and a well padded,. A new sense of responsibility was sensed, all that he knew to be he could not turn away from. Untruth was an aberration of reality, which was a screen put over people’s eyes, it had to be lifted and never looked through again. People were told that difference was bad, that another man’s reality was of know worth, they believed it to be that way, and saw it as such wherever they looked. The man had a cognition that made him nearly cry aloud . . . . . . . . . . All that was believed by many was. If the girl is on birth control pill or if the boy is wearing a rubber she won’t become pregnant. Don’t worry you won’t need a rubber in our home because I am on the pill. ..Am I going too fast for you - I mean with all these new words?” “No mom. I think I got the jist of it. Like Janie in our class - her brother did that to her and she had a baby.”“Oh, you are right. I forgot. Jane’s folks thought she was too young to be on the pill at 16. They just had not prepared her. But they were lucky. Brenda lived next door she was married and they seemed like a normal couple she was about 40 years old she was quite chubby with big tits, I'd never really noticed her in a sexual way before she was quite conservative in her dress and she was older than me. It was on one summers day it was quite hot I was in the garden and Brenda came out into her garden she said hello how are you as she always did I said I was a bit bored to be honest and she replied that she was too as her husband was.