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their daughters well hidden. There would be no uncivilised Australian husbands for them! The various churches held sway as well in an age before personal freedom and the advent of female contraceptives. Most would not risk hellfire for the sake of a few minutes ’ plea s ure. Virginity was a precious commodity. How else could a girl first attract and then trap a decent husband?
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    Amy O ’Neil was the daughter of one of the local bank managers. Jack met her a t a church dance and was impressed with her maturity. She seemed to be more sophisticated than other girls . She had come from Brisbane when her father transferred to the bush. She was eighteen years old and had seen a lot more of life than the others, especially Jack Riordan .
    Amy suggested they take a walk half way through the dance. Jack wasn ’t so sure about that. His mother was in town and had arranged to pick him up when the dance fi n ished. What if she came early to chat with friends and watch the dancing ? She would notice he was missing and there would be serious questions to answer.
    Helen always knew when Jack was lying. Nonetheless, they slipped out into the warm summer night. The heat of the day had ebbed away, leaving a gentle cool breeze coming off the river. Amy took Jack by the hand. At her touch, he felt a fizz of excitement surge through his groin. They soon reached the riverbank where there was a gentle descent to a small beach popular with the local fishermen and well screened from the street by a thicket of wild sunflowers.
    For a moment, Jack hesitated, but Amy moved up to him and gently kissed his mouth. She pressed close to him and he could feel her softness along the length of his body. Her soft breasts pushed against him. He could feel her erect nipples and realised with a thrill that she wore no bra. She kissed him harder, hungrily, her tongue exploring his mouth. He replied in kind as they slipped to the soft grass.
    She leaned over him, pulling down the straps of her dress, exposing her breasts to his eager lips. As he took her in his mouth, she began to moan softly. Her hands raced over his body unfastening his clothing, stroking his chest and stomach, moving ever nearer to his throbbing groin. He could feel his erection threatening to burst through his tro u sers. So did Amy; in one swift motion, she stood up and stepped out of her dress, revealing her smooth stomach and a pair of tiny white panties. She discarded these with one hand then she tugged his pants down below his knees with the other. For a moment, she stood proud and tall in the soft moonlight then knelt down beside him and began to stroke him. He ran his hand up her legs to her soft inner thighs; she moaned again and spread her legs. Jack found the mound of tawny gold hair and the warm, wet, slippery folds of her sex. She gasped loudly and rolled to straddle him. For a moment, he felt himself push at her, then plunge into her sweet warmth.
    Amy rode him, grinding against him until he came in a great rush. Amy was cry ing out, “Oh, God. Oh, yes, Ooooo …y es! ” He could feel her contracting around him as her orgasm took control. Afterwards, they lay together. He could feel her sticky wetness against his thigh. She looked tenderly at him. “That was your first time, wasn ’t it? ” she said, with a secret smile. “Never mind, it happens to us all eventually. You were good for a first timer. I ’ll have to teach you all I know. ”
    She stood up and ran down to the water, slipping in u n til only her shoulders showed. “Come on in, ” she said. “The water is nice and we need to clean up. ” Jack joined her in the wonderfully cool water and began to wash himself down. Amy swam over to him and put her arms around his neck. She began to rub herself against him and he felt his erection stirring. Amy began to kiss him again; she ran a hand down his body and took his penis in it, stroking it gently until it was