You stopped going to most of the lectures, espeically the early morning ones. Your assignments were all done last minute. There was a noticable drop i... your grades and concerned leacturers asked if everything was alright, you replied fine, annoyed that they were even asking? What buisness was it of theres?Second year came to an end and you finished with various exams. The shock came over the holiday when you got your results. You'd got a 3rd. Seeing all the break downs of your assignments,. You know, Big Tom Stewart's little girl from the Corners over on County-line road. She is such a lovely chile and only sweet sixteen. A real babe in arms, you might say.I will tell you up front.Yes, she did get pregnant.Yes, it was Otis who was the Father.Yes, her Father did kick her out the front door and Otis set them up in that shack over on River road. It was one of ones that got flooded out back in 98. They were a nice couple and never set out to harm nobody.It was that scheming bastard;. I offered her some and she accepted, then offered me a bit of pear from the Brittany coast. I found it delicious. I must say in looking back over many years, that lunch, in the soft spring air, the boats gliding by on the Seine with simple bread, cheese, and pears all washed down with a red country wine in the company of a delightful young woman was one of the most memorable meals I have had occasion to enjoy.I felt as if I was French for we shifted to French at my request as I asked her to. So this is just a story guys, something I really wanted to tell, something I wanted to happen to me when I was just starting out and my pussy was awakening to the thought of men wanting it, for some time now I had started to crotch watch men, looking for shape and tell tale signs that men liked what they saw in me, with my hiked up school skirts, and flash of my cotton knickers, I was 'jail bait' we all were, all the young teen girls in school, all we talked about was men and their cocks.