Issue #4: Pages 13 & 14

Mrs. Dilliams was a short, middle aged woman with a large butt. When she bent over, I marveled at the outline of her panties. To introduce the reproduction unit of our science class, she stood in front of the room and took a deep breath. 'Sex is BEAUTIFUL.' When asked for more details, she said that when her husband made love to her, it felt like god was in the room. I knew it! For about a year, I had been having this problem in church. I constantly got erections. Every time we sang a hymn, I had one. But now I knew, God was in church and he was doing something to me. When I was a couple of years older I figured out that the pews were level with my crotch. Whenever father motioned us to stand, I bumped myself into the one in front of me. God had never touched me.