At first, I was concerned that she might have been tooclose to Derwanger to trust, but she seemed to have agenuine dislike for him. She revealed that ...e wasactually the grandson of a concentration camp doctor–andI was startled to see confirmation of that fact in hisconfidential personnel file; the report of a privatedetective (hired by my father) indicated that Derwangerbelonged to several racist and ultra-conservativeorganizations, and that he was secretly obsessed withcreating a perfect. He must have felt it to and we couldn't stop just staring at each other. He then reached up and ran this thumb across my cheek. "Damn Bat, you are so beautiful, I just can't take my eyes off of you!" I batted my eyes at him and blushed at his compliment, "Oh, you're so sweet. I think you look pretty good too." He ran his fingers through my hair and drew me close. "Would you mind if I kissed you?" Oh, my God, yes! I wanted to scream. I blushed and giggled and then said "I'll try anything. Around the next curve ahead it should come into sight... We kept walking. When we reached the point that should have revealed my quaint cabin made by my dad's and my hands...I was shocked by what I saw.What caught my attention was a wooden wall about 20' tall, a fort. It had a large double gate. Above the gate was a sign “DeWOLF TOWN” There were about a dozen buildings out side the Gate with children playing together near them. When they saw me and Tiiup they stopped playing and stared as we. " And you, are you okay?" I'm going to be all right, I think. I've been holding it together, pretending to be the adult. At first, they gave me a bit of a run around, but then the doctor intervened. He said it's not their problem, but they've got this pastoral nurse person who came and talked to me. I had to tell her everything, and she wanted to get the department out here." Oh, no!" Whatever happened, that couldn't be good."Fortunately the doctor intervened again. He said not to, that he'd.