Everyone in the queue felt the sword of Damocles over their head as if any moment their freedom would be snatched from their grips.Zoë and Jonathan h...d arrived just in time. As an engineer working on the great dam Jonathan had somehow been tipped the nod by sympathetic colleagues; revolution was in the air and he and his wife should get out while they could. The roads were almost completely blocked by now, but with the tip off they had managed to get here early enough for a ticket on a plane. Good to his word, Helmut took care of all hassles but avoided private contacts as much as possible. I suspected that this was his way of trying to lead a normal life. Elise, however, stayed in touch with Karla and continued in her role of good aunt to the girls. All appeared to be going well, the family functioning as it should.If we felt, Elise and I, a vague unease it probably stemmed from some subconscious resentment. They didn't need us any longer. No close friendships had grown from our. We went to bed and was lying when she asked me that if I am aware of sex, pussy and other stuff. I said no to her as I really didn’t know my friends are those groups who are geeks and who do not waste any time other than studying. She asked me if I know why girls do not have the stick like thing to which she said that girls have a hole to accommodate the stick that’s how nature have created them. I was surprised knowing that to which I said not possible. She said yes that is the truth. I asked. Despite my bestefforts all I could think of that night was Steve andhis huge rod.The weekend came and Steve arrived. Despite my bestefforts I couldn’t stop staring at his package all day.I honestly didn’t notice anything sizeable and wonderedif the girls were just kidding each other. ThenSaturday night came. Steve went to a local bar and Ihad a plan. I followed him there and gave money to thebartender. “That guy is a family friend. Keep the rounds comingfor him,” I said.