I wanted to please her, show that I cared and she mattered very much to me. ‘Would you like them?’ ‘I’d love them,’ she gushed. ‘But they�...�re gold, real gold. Can you see the price?’ ‘No, but we can find out. C’mon,’ I said and tugged her hand and led her into the shop. The soberly uniformed assistant retrieved the hoops from the window. ‘These are the only pair,’ she said, handing them to Gaynor. ‘Would you like to try them on?’ Would she? Gaynor replaced her gold studs with the hoops and. I walked inside, set down my guitar case and the small satchel with my sheet music, and took off my hat, coat, gloves, and boots.“You could keep going!” she teased.“Right here? In the foyer?”“Mom has seen it all, trust me, so she won’t care,” Milena laughed. “Derek might be a bit put off!”“He’s not quite as open-minded as your mom?”“Do YOU like to see naked guys walking around?”I laughed, “Not particularly, no.”“Let’s go to the living room. Dinner’s almost ready.”“What? We aren’t going to just. The men went to the brook and cleaned up as she put the food on the table for them, settling quietly off to the side, ready to fetch whatever they might want. The men sat and ate voraciously, washing the food down with their own home brewed liquor. After they had finished, the stranger disappeared outside for some time, though she hardly noticed as the other two men had ordered her to please them.When he reentered the cabin, the stranger stopped in the doorway to watch for a moment as the other. That he was a trifle mad worked to his benefit. No pity and a sociopathic outlook allowed him to experiment. Free rein from Herr Hitler assured no complaints from his staff.Eventually, the handwriting on the wall said, "The Third Reich has failed. Get out while you can."In 1943, confiscated wealth and loyal underlings transferred Jason from Germany by U-Boat to the coast off Rye, New Hampshire. Rubber boat transport to the shore and an 'unlucky' encounter with a depth charge meant no.