I will always remember my first grade teacher Mr. J. Mr. J was a phile, but a 6-year-old back in those days knew nothing about men who liked to put their fingers in a little girl's panties. I don't know how many little girls he molested in my class, but I do know he molested me hundreds of times. I was a very cute little girl with big blue eyes and honey-blonde curls. He would call me to his desk and with his arm around my waist pull me close to him. His desk completely hid everything he was doing from the class. While pretending to show me school work, his finger would worm under the crotch of my panties and find my little clitoris. He would pester the slick little nub until I thought I would pee on myself and I would reach down and pull his hand away. He would always bring that one finger to his nose and smell it. Sometimes I would see other little girls squirming as they stood behind his desk so I knew he was doing it to them too. Especially when I would see him smelling that one finger.