I know it’s illicit… and that’s what makes it exciting. What if I get caught? I ask myself… think of the shame. You won’t get caught… it�...ll be fun! I’m in a dilemma. I toss a coin – tails. I go. I catch a bus to Yarmouth, a ferry to Lymington and two trains to Bournemouth. A group of school c***dren board the train. I imagine them singing: We know where you’re going, we know where you’re going!’ I get a grip of myself. I get closer to my dirty destination. My excitement… and anxiety increase.. Still, with much variation in theorders, it was a necessity to write them down. Anne and Carol then tookthe orders to the counter.While they waited, the children were busy discussing the movie andpointing out the parts they enjoyed most. The adults had noticed a fewjokes that the children didn't. For most of the girls, wearing dressesthat went down to their ankles was a new experience, including Michaeland Jessica, though they had worn their dresses before, they had neverworn them for more than. ”Miss Morris smiled and said, “Not for long, you’re not.”With that said Miss Morris started undressing me. At first I was a little embarrassed about it but then I realized that all four of them were naked and had posed for me for over an hour. So I owed it to them to get naked…especially if I was going to loose my virginity to the new kindergarten teacher. This was a young man’s dream come true.Miss Morris took us all into her bedroom. She said that the missionary position was the best because. "Please" I replied, thinking it seemed somehow easier than saying no- and the rain seemed imminent.I got in and fastened my seatbelt, again acutely aware of what I was wearing. We set off and amid the general small talk I noticed the man taking frequent glances at my thighs, the skin almost visible through the taut material. "I like those " he said, nodding towards my legs. "Yeah" was all I could muster in reply. "I would think a guy dressed like that must be looking for some fun" he added..