We shouldn't be deceiving friends in that way. I think telling them is a risk we have to take."Karen looked over at Charles. The sound of the city ten...floors before them wasn't enough to squelch the roar of silence they experienced as neither one was ready to say what they were both thinking. Finally Karen spoke up."I think we know what we have to do. We have to tell them, and hope they love us enough to understand."Charles nodded in agreement, as he looked over and locked eyes with Karen. Then. Arriving at the jail, I locked my service revolver in the trunk, per standard operating procedures. I opened the door to my cruiser and extended my hand to help my prisoner out of the vehicle. She wore a loose-fitting pullover shirt, and stretchy yoga pants and some slip-on shoes. She was, admittedly, very cute and very young. She looked confused as I walked her into the intake. She stood quiet, with her head bowed, as a female jailer searched her and then removed my handcuffs. I signed the. And immediately we both began to feel the itch tosee what we were not supposed to see, and to which we had paid butscant attention when the opportunity had been freely at hand and unforbidden.The juvenile soul thirsts for knowledge-of a certain kind. What wasthe real basis of all this sly mystery about little boys' dickies and littlegirls' cunnies? "A boy puts his dickey in a girl's cunny," said one. "That'sthe way you get babies, only you can't have a baby until you'remarried." "When you rub. That, in turn, had brought an interest from several of the girls in his class at school. Jessica didn't push, but she did advise him that unless he showed some kind of interest in girls his own age, it could begin to arouse suspicions especially to see him out and about with his mother all the time. So, reluctantly, Kenny accepted a few invitations to parties and even asked out a couple of the cuter girls in his class. The sharing of the infantile nature of the parties and dates were a source.