I nearly gasped but held it in. I pushed my hand until my hand was right on her snatch. I found her clit right away and my eyes got wide when I felt a...piercing. I started rubbing it in circles. Her breath hitched for a second then her eyes glassed over as she stared straight ahead. I pinched it hard and she gasped out loud."Ms. Stevens, is there something you would like to share with the class?" Our teacher asked."No sir, I had just realized that I had forgotten my house key at home and my. I turned and returned to recess.The next day my father received a note from Mr. Carroll.Two days later Dad came to school. George's father was there as well. My dad and George's father knew each other and seemed like old friends. We were in Mr. Carroll's office when we met. George had a swollen nose and his both eyes had been blackened. "Good day, Mr. Robert Blaugh and Mr. Rocco Tucci. I am sorry to have to bring both of you in today. The boys got into a fight in the schoolyard on Monday and. Joints ached with a lifetime of a young mans foolishness. Too late he had gained the maturity and sense of purpose of a man, but his love for her had never wavered, he loved and protected her more fiercely then he had thought possible. She was a mature a woman now in addition to raising their children, she had raised him, they had raised each other. The good years and the bad had in the end, forged them into a stronger couple. They stood together, sat together, laughed together, and cried. " After placing an ad in the Village Voice I sat back and waited for orders to pour in like fan mail to Brad Pitt. It instead trickled like fan mail to Zasu Pitts (paging IMDB ap).I did eventually get my first party request in Queens. So I packed up my party favors and rode a train across town. Once there I sought out the locale of my philanthropic efforts: the Dystrophied Arms Retirement Home and Mausoleum. My hopes for riches were dashed but I kept a stiff-upper-lip. A Granny Clampett wannabe.