After his father confirmed that he indeed was the man named in the story, the son asked why he never told anyone about it and he merely said that he w...s just doing his job. Just as we are now seeing the last veterans of World War l dying out, before too long there will be no one left who was there, who saw World War ll in real time. No one left to say they saw Auschwitz and it was real, not propaganda. No one to say they somehow survived the D-Day landings as their comrades in arms fell at. I couldn’t take my eyes off her andI felt my groin coming to life. She knew exactly what shewas doing. Slowly she stood up running her hands up the frontof her legs, keeping her ass poked out. Just before she reachedthe top of her thighs, she opened them just a little and putboth hands between them and rubbed her pussy very slowlyas she stood the rest of the way up moving her hips around,slowly and seductively, pressing her hands firmly againsther pussy rubbing it up and down. Then she stopped. So my younger brother and I are walking along the boardwalk, and I'msweating like a pig in my sweatshirt, and I'm thinking: "Is that what therest of my life is going to be like? Spending all my time trying to keepmy body hidden from the world?" Oh, fuck this shit!" I loudly said and pulled off my sweatshirt andthrew it down on the ground as I kept walking down the boardwalk. But nowmy two large, soft white breasts were fully exposed for the world to see.Hell, if girls and women can go topless. But then she knew that she didn’t want him to! Now he told her to stand remove her dress and bend over the back of the settee. She did as told and prepared herself for what was to follow. ‘SWISHH!!’, SLAPP!!’ – it was not the cane but the tawse he had brought. Broad and covering both bum cheeks it stung a large area as it landed. After a dozen or so he massaged her bum cheeks and her legs parted but he was not to be drawn. ‘SWISHH!!’, SLAPP!!’, ‘SWISHH!!’, SLAPP!! ‘ a dozen more before he began.