But when mom decides to I dress as a girl he got excited and he was using of any chance to have sex with me . One day we go to our garden in countrysi...e for weekend my father wanted me to help him wash his car. My mother and sister seat on a bench in garden and car was about 10 or 15 feet away from theme . First my father wet me I was wearing a big size very thin T-shirt and no bra no underwear. He told me to stay behind the car to my mom and sister couldn't see every thing. He wet me and my. He knew. He was probably into it. A married man, with homosexual fantasies. Like me.I should be ashamed.... It actually made me more aroused.We headed into the hotel grounds, past the pool area and through the lobby to the elevators. Most people were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the doors closed. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel his smooth skin under my hands. But I didn't want to be seen on the security cameras, molesting a boy half my age, so. But, there arewhispers that they were not relocated. That the official story is a lieand instead of relocation to the east, the Jews were rounded up, shippedto extermination camps in the east and millions were killed. The rumorswere it was a extermination program intended to wipe out all of the Jews.Men, Women and even children. No one Jewish was spared. That story cannotbe verified and no one questions the official story. People that do askquestions disappear into the clutches of the SS. Even. Her half lowered eyelids, her milksmooth, softly sculpted face, her slightly parted, expectant lips with their moist, dewy glaze, and her lucid, penetrating, expectant blue-gray-green eyes... All pretense disappeared. I wanted, more than anything else in the world, to give Martha Jane the kiss of her life. A real kiss. A kiss that would be uniquely me. The kiss of the century. I returned her waiting gaze with one which I'm certain must have reflected the poignant tenderness that swept over me..