. But there was so much more we found out about each other . Our life's are similar , we live for our c***dren we stay and cope for their sakes .. We ...acrifice being degraded, talked down to. And more .. So some may ask why is this titled to alike to be different . This is why , .... In every part of the world people are different , some differences are overwhelming some are minute . I grew up in the suburbs of NYC this radiant girl with the glow in her face lived in the back woods , we had. Besides, we have the Indian place, and I know we will find many more we like."Sandy put some bills on the check, and we got up. I retrieved our coats, and held hers, then put my own on. Again, we walked hand in hand back to my apartment.SANDY — Tuesday, January 30, 1962After a long farewell hug and kiss, Steve put me in a taxi that would get me to the airport in plenty of time for my 10:45 flight to New York. I was on top of the world, between the wonderful close and tender times with Steve,. ”He fucked me, long and slow strokes. I felt myselfcoming, the pain took away some of the pleasure. Heseemed to take ages to fuck me. Eventually he pinned mehard against the wall while he moaned in my ear. I felta fresh mouth take my cock in its mouth. My cock onlyhalf hard now. It could feel his sperm pulse inside me.I was no longer a virgin. He pulled out, I tried to pullmy cock back but it was held firmly, my foreskin held inthe man’s teeth. I felt movement behind me. Then. “Heh.” She had a small toothpick tucked into her lips. “Think they’ll realize how much of a waste of time that is, Mordechai?”The other figure stepped around from where he had been standing. He was also a Jew. Wojewoda glared at him, trembling.“I don’t think it’ll matter,” he said.The gunfire had stopped. A figure dropped through the ceiling. It was as if they had simply decided to no longer be standing – and so, the ceiling had become like so much light and nothingness to them. They were.