"The third call was more productive. "Oh, that child? I know the girl is there, but what her name is, I really couldn't say, old girl. Some American o... other, I believe. Sorry to not be able to assist you."This allowed Phoebe to amend her fourth call, to refer to "a little girl with abnormalities, being looked after by the Americans at the base".Her RAF contact was more forthcoming. "My dear Phoebe, I am afraid this doesn't come within my remit. You should take it up with the Commandant of the. I opened her closet to get some dress for her. I saw there some very erotic lingerie there. She must enjoy wearing those. Near there I found a packet of condoms also. I was getting very excited seeing things like that.Then I took a night gown of her and came back to my room. I saw now she was now without her bra. She must have taken that out by her self in her sleep. OH my god her naked boobs were in front of me. She had a small areola and it was kind of pink in color. Her nipples were not that. She snapped meout of it."Um...yeah. Just a little freaked out is all. Great job hun," I saidto her. Claire then started getting dressed herself. I walked into thedining room and over to another mirror on the back of a closet door. Istood looking at myself again. I couldn't believe that was me! I hadto tear myself away from the mirror as Claire came down after a littlewhile. She had on a fake balding head cap and a suit. She looked morelike McCain than I did Palin and I complimented her. Also I'm growing facial hair andit's annoying as I have to shave it every day now.This went on for months and I just did my best to ignore it as this mightjust be puberty. Then on one night, as I was taking a bath, I feltsomething between my legs that wasn't supposed to be there. Once Iinspected it, I felt my clitoris and it was raging. It looked like I washaving a boner of some sort. Scared, I screamed and my parents came to seeme. They kept assuring me that it was fine and they left my.