Finally she put down her tea and said, "Mr. Fogg, would you do me the honor of granting me my first kiss from a man?"At this point in my life I had li...ited sexual experience, that being consorting with several French whores, or camp followers before entering the field of battle.I was surprised by her actions, but responded quickly enough, placing my cup carefully on the table beside us and putting my arms around her. Her eyes were closed and head tilted so as to present her lips to me. A moment. Frank could feel her anxiousness.“Yes, I want you to explore this… topic further…” Frank said, immediately getting goosebumps after saying it.It had been said. It had happened. Frank had known all the while that revealing his new fantasies to his wife could bear immense and severe consequences for both them and their marriage, but there they were. Neither of them was able to go to sleep so they talked. Frank revealed his dark thoughts, the images of Sandra with a black man and how much it. Jess could see it in her face; she wasconsidering the action at that very second. There would beno last minute reprieve, no evading her just deserts.Jessie's fate was sealed. Her flimsy white panties weregoing on display whether she liked it or not.(Why had Debbie opted for the monkey bars anyway? Theplayground was full of slides, round-abouts and teeter-toters. There was even a large wooden fortress - FortO'Connell, scene of countless Indian raids and massacres -over by the Big Dipper. Plenty. 3.) Joanne's uncle storyJoanne always loved to be nude in the dormitory, she was either shameless or ignorant of her beauty, at fifteen she was in full bloom, and hanging onto that mystique that made men mad for her, an innocence that on its own, could even make her own father's cock hard to have her.This was a price we all paid for being absent in the lives of the men who bore us, daughters in life, and sex objects to be toyed with as they pleasure themselves in our youth, before being flung.