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Miss Gloria Dedrick, the current headmistress of the Wilkinson School caught student Arthur Vance in a compromising position in one of the stables with a Cavendish girl. In this particular case, the term ‘roll in the hay,' wasn't a euphemism.

"Mr. Vance, tomorrow you'll report to my quarters at precisely 7 AM and don't be late." She stormed out.

To Mr. Vance's credit, "now, where were we?" were the first words out of his mouth after the headmistress left them, as he put his arms around the young lady who tried to hide her face to keep her reputation if not her virginity intact.

Over the years the headmistress of the Wilkerson School and the nurse at the Cavendish School became familiar with all the places lovers thought they could find some privacy. Like the stables of Cavendish School where Arthur Vance was discovered.

Arthur Vance knelt in front of Miss Dedrick, watching in fascination as she lifted her dress above her knees and slowly and sensuously, at least the teenage boy thought so, removed her lacy knickers. Just moments before, she'd raised the question, "Mr. Vance, have you considered tasting my quim?"

"Take a closer look, Arthur." In the Age of Victoria, cleanliness was considered next to Godliness, but doing anything else was considered sinful. Miss Dedrick would not have considered any type of grooming.

Young Arthur was faced with Miss Dedrick's hairy, very hairy bush. "Be a good boy and give it a kiss, Arthur." Thus started his long journey to becoming what we'd call an expert in the art of cunnilingus.

Arthur Vance proved to be an excellent student, if not in the classroom, on his knees under Miss Dedrick's dress. She taught him how to make her happy. "LIKE THAT, MR. VANCE, JUST LIKE THAT. YOU, YOU MAKE MY QUIM SO HAPPY." She stammered.

A year later, Miss Dedrick invited the nurse, Miss Cecelia Hastings to a private lunch. Miss Dedrick was a grey-haired woman in her late fifties. Nurse Hastings was under thirty. She nearly spilled her tea when the older woman explained to her what she caught Mr. Vance doing with the unnamed Cavendish girl. "I hope you punished him?"

Miss Hastings did spill her tea when the headmistress explained Mr. Vance's punishment. "And that's what I need to talk to you about. Cecelia, it has been a long tradition here at the Wilkinson School and at the Cavendish School that I share this Wilkinson boy with you."

"My-my predecessors didn't mention anything about that being part of my duties."

"Of course not. If word got out not only would the reputations of our schools be ruined, but our personal reputations would be in tatters."

"And you say that this Mr. Vance is highly skilled?"

Headmistress Dedrick smiled. "Miss Hastings, let me clarify, I assure you this is not part of your duties, but it is the most marvelous experience."

"And you had no hesitation in showing him your ummm, what did you call it, quim?" Nurses' training had come a long way since Matilda Thayer's apprenticeship under Dr. Birnbaum. Miss Hastings was familiar with the specific details of female anatomy. However, like the nurses who preceded her, she was still prohibited from any advice beyond ‘crossing your legs' to her students regarding avoiding pregnancy.

Miss Hastings was not, according to the beauty standards of the day, an attractive woman. She'd never been courted and had resigned herself to never marrying. However, like young women everywhere and for all time, she had those feelings that she just couldn't shake.

It took her a month to respond to Miss Dedrick's offer. She sent a formal note to the headmistress ending it with a thank you, and a reminder, "please inform Mr. Vance that I cherish my virginity, and

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