It was none of her business, really. It belonged to me and George. I fell in love with him all over again that Christmas... or a couple of weeks after...Christmas. I had been deeply ashamed when the pharmacist and clerk in the drug store had asked about the woman and her children whom George had helped. He had asked them to call me to let me know he was going to be late. They had. I had been miffed that he was going to be late for our traditional Christmas Eve and didn't bother to ask him. ‘Aase I know that this is something that you are not prepared for. Last year you were a schoolgirl and now you are a wife and soon to become a mother. I understand that your family is gone or scattered. We are now your family and we will make sure you are safe. I feel very bad for Jens and Ulle. They were captured yesterday near the Swedish border. Ulle has family in Sweden. Perhaps she can persuade the Germans that they were only trying to cross the border into Sweden illegally. I would hate. I moaned, grinding him now, twisting my hips as I held his face to my soaking pussy, and used his abused face for my pleasure, his garbled cries for mercy urging me on."Mmmm, that feels really nice, Wally, probably not as nice to you as it did when you were smelling my pantyhose over your head and whacking off with another pair, huh?" I giggled, vibrating my crushing thighs on his head as I humped his face. "But it sure feels nice to me! Especially your screams, mmm, that feels nice...scream. Even without his breasts, he sometimes got mistakenfor a girl. With a little bit of work, pierced ears, a cute shorthairstyle, a little bit of makeup, he could easily pass as a girl. Andlet's face it, he has a figure to die for. He could easily wear agirl's two-piece bikini at the beach, maybe one with a cute little skirton the bottom. No one would think he was anything other than a prettygirl. I know that there is something a little backwards about havinghim live as a girl for two weeks.