Judy had pored herself a glass of wine, it was about ten. There was a knock on the door. ‘Who in the hell is here at ten, I slurred out, ‘Judy ge... the dang door.’ Judy opened the door and it was Jay, he was sober. I thought to my self here goes. I said, ‘What’s up Jay.’ He said, ‘Not much, Donna has left me and I need some one to talk to. I remember how good Judy and I got along, I thought maybe we all could talk.’ ‘Oh boy, we should charge him for counseling. That’s just what I need, an all. ? These horribleNazi killers raped hundreds, maybe thousands of girls and women; even youngboys.? They tortured and killed to getinformation from, and seek revenge on, those whose villages where known toharbor underground resistance fighters.? ?Their goal was to instill such unimaginable terror amongthe villagers that they would give up the names and hiding places of the undergroundresistance. These Nazi monsters did the most horrible things imaginable.? They had a blank check to write their. Although we went to separate high schools and both had different friends, we always remained close friends. Puberty struck Lieke hard. In just three years her boyish body changed into a fine curvy girl with bigger than average boobs. We never felt the urge to date or experienced any sexual tension between us. For me it felt like having a mate in a female body. Now we are both twenty-one and Lieke lived on her own in a small apartment. It was a nice place though, located in a medieval building. .. really talk to. She just knows me. Truly knows me. And I feel like I know her pretty well too. The bond we share is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.After we finish eating we head back to my place. Sarah practically lives there. In fact, we’ve never been to her apartment, come to think of it. She has her own closet full of clothes at my place, so she’s never needed to go over to hers. I should ask her to move in! As we enter my apartment, the lights slowly turn on as it sensor’s our.