That was why I was so anxious at starting here; I was the first boy ever to have been accepted to this school. The governors had had a big row over th...is, not to mention the parents, but in the end it was decided that money was too short that they couldn’t afford not to accept some boys. So that was how I ended up here, gingerly pushing open the big wooden door into the reception; of course I had been here before, a jolly lady in her mid-forties had shown me round a couple of days ago on the. I never had a man fawn so much over me, but they were always eager for the Lord's “miracle” to bless their women. Maybe the Lord did send me. I didn't know why I changed.Science really couldn't explain my futa-cock, but God, at least the Christian God, didn't feel right. He was such a downer on sex, and I was the exact opposite. I'd think maybe the Devil sent me, but the Mother Superior brandishing her crucifix at me did nothing. No, no, I wasn't supernatural. I was hanging out with these. 6 kilometre nature trail that wound up and down the Pinnacle Nature Reserve, one of his favourite areas to jog and it was even right next to suburbia, not that far from where he lived. It was just one of the bush hills and ridges around Canberra that were a delight to explore and which seemed to encourage an active lifestyle.While there were some rocky sections, most of the tracks here were easy to run on. As the trail crested the ridge, there was a side track with steps hewn into the slope. She did. She had strong hands for a small woman. I could see she bit her fingernails. They were chipped and painted black. Her hands were warm. She smiled as I examined her hands. ‘I’ll teach you everything else.’ ‘How much would I get paid?’ ‘Twenty bucks an hour to start, then I can assess your productivity and pay you accordingly.’ I said. ‘Thirty bucks beyond forty hours per week. I have to do all the deductions, it’s a real business.’ She looked at me a bit shocked. ‘Are you offering me.