This story has two themes. How men took advantage of so many young girls and women and how some people tried to make the best of the situation. In Eng...land the age of consent is sixteen. -----------------------------------------"Mrs Havisham, thank you so much for visiting us. We are deeply honoured" and with that Mrs Parkin curtsied, then stood to one side so Mrs Havisham could enter the building. The Victoria School for Young Ladies was in fact an orphanage. My pussy was wide open and soaking wet and I couldn’t help but slide a finger inside. I gasped at the excitement I felt knowing that Al was watching me and wanking his cock. I wondered what it looked like and imagined him standing over me as I played with my pussy.With my other hand, I began to tease my nipples which sent waves of pleasure down through my body and I began to rub my pussy more frantically. Al was still wanking hard and he didn’t take his eyes off me. I wondered how he would. They, in turn, would select and train twelve men from each half troop to fire them.He then turned to Para and Hagar, telling them the Fort would soon have a Doctor. Accordingly, a building would have to be found to turn into a hospital and dressing station and provisions made for quarters for the Doctor. Hagar said there was a storeroom near David’s quarters that could be utilised for it. David warned it must be scrupulously cleaned and freshly whitewashed inside, and have windows. Hagar said. “I want you to do a turn in the road.”Taking a deep breath I started to do as I had been asked. The cock, sorry gear stick, felt warm in my hand and caressing it I slowly let my breath out. Licking my lips again I stroked the knob gently wishing it belonged to someone. I felt rather than saw my nipples harden and my clit throbbed in answer to some unanswered question.“Are you okay?” Chris’s voice sounded concerned.“Sorry, miles away.”Quickly I shook myself and continued with my driving. Putting.