..I’m still not used to...this ... sort of thing” I stammered pointing at her pale glowing body. “Well I don’t know about you but I could use ...omething to eat. Are we going to cook something here or get fast food?”I hadn’t put much thought into breakfast. As matter of fact I couldn’t think of much at all. The blood had drained from my head to my rapidly growing member as I tried to memorize every inch of her body, as if she was going to run away or disappear. My stone silence and throbbing. In Erica's mind the schoolteacher had stayed away from her because it was wrong for him to have sex with a fifteen year old student, or any student for that matter. But he'd believed her story and had judged that Arthur deserved to lose the scholarship so he'd done what she asked. A warm rush of an emotion bordering on love washed over her. Mr. Thompson was just a good, honorable man and probably he'd been sick with guilt after she'd thrown herself at him. The other story she'd heard about him. She put her hand on my thigh and said "ohh, you know how to make me cum. That was the best in so long!" She started rubbing my dick through my khaki shorts. "Do you want me to make you cum now?"I quickly unzipped my pants and slipped them off revealing my dick. It was sticking straight up in the air to greet her. She gazed with amazement at my cock. Her eyes gleamed over at me and asked "why haven't we done this a while ago!?" She grabbed my cock and started stroking it. She looked back at me.. She came to me more and more and Joe became quite distant.During the time Joe was in France, Ruth and I created our own world of experimenting including infancy? Ruth was at times my Baby? I loved that woman more than anything and I wanted her all to myself? The senseless carnage of the war came to an end in 1918.Of the men who left the town in 1914, only twenty-six returned and one of them was my eldest brother Martin. I could not hold back my floods of tears when I saw him. My other two.