She knew with certitude that she would surely fail any physical test of her virginity. It weighed heavily on her heart and she did her best to project...a joyful demeanor to perpetuate her reputation of innocence. Her feminine wheels of guile were churning like a butter-making party to devise a scheme to absolve her of the virginity hurdle before the bells rang out to call the faithful to church.Her mind focused on Father Brown, her dedicated confessor.He knew of her dalliance and had already. ”Wednesday, 27 November 1968, early morning“Just stopped to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving, Lissa,” Wayne said as he entered Donut World. It was nearly one in the morning on Wednesday. Wayne and Judith had been out with friends for a drink and then parted at the dorm. He simply didn’t feel like sleeping yet, even though he faced a 140-mile bike ride in the morning.“Vy tank you, dahlink. You are so ... how you say? ... thoughtful.”“Are you Russian tonight?”“You are American ven you come in for. We were going to get together to compare our recent exotic adventures, and it just hit both of us that we didn’t have any exotic adventures to talk about. In this dead-end hole in the earth, we don’t even have a life.’ ‘I can’t hardly believe that,’ the young guy said. ‘Good looking girl like you has got to have a real interesting love life at least, even here.’ ‘Apparently not,’ Laurie snorted. And then Tony was yelling at her from across the room that she had tables waiting to put in their. I pretended to be returning that cock to inside his boxers. When Josh woke up that's what I told him, but I was really just stroking my first real cock. The look he gave me told me he knew better. He said "Don't stop now. Here I am with a hard-on and your stroking has me going. If you stop, you'll regret it."I didn't know what he meant, and I didn't want to stop anyway. I let go long enough to get his boxers off and returned to that magnificent cock. I was so excited my own penis was leaking.