" Emma let go of my cock and turned to me. "I didn’t realise," she said, "I just assumed you knew." "I’m embarrassed to say no." “Okay, I sor...t of thought boys knew about that stuff." So Emma decided to give me a lesson on female anatomy. She explained that the clitoris is the sex organ that provides most of the pleasure for a girl. She said that while the whole area of the vagina and vulva was sensitive, it was the clitoris that delivered most of the pleasure, the orgasms. "But to me it. Sister Mary Angela thought he looked familiar. Very familiar. She realized that she went to high school with him. Of course, it was all coming back to her now. It was little Bobby Smith. He used to hit on her constantly and one time she got so fed up with it she screamed at him and called him a pathetic little looser in front of her history class. She made him cry and run away. She felt absolutely horrible about it for years afterwards. So he became a priest? Good for him she thought. After. I think he put every one of his fingers in my pussy, even his thumbs. He fingered my clit and gave me an orgasm too. Then he asked me to help him with dinner. Later I got to sit on the couch with him and watch television too. It turned out to be a nice evening.I got better in school and dad was right it was a lot better than my other school. I really liked Sister Mary Margaret. All of the kids did. I still got sent to Mother Superior occasionally and Father Tom got mush bolder. He would make no. To say I didn't miss Candy would be a lie. She was my wife and the mother of my kids. I cared for her but I guess she just wanted more than I had to offer.The kids were growing and speaking a few words. They was funny how they began calling the older women in their life, Nana. That would be their Grandparents and also Charly's mom. The younger women like my sister and Charly they called Mama. How they knew any difference I didn't know. I did know I was Dada.I wish I knew what was a normal.