Now it was time. I felt a dampness between my legs.Steve was waiting as arranged at a bar in town. We had made contact via a dating site, skyped a cou...le of times and finally, we all met for coffee in town. I wanted him straight away though I never told you.Soon we were drinking and chatting inside. It was not long after that his cousin Phil appeared. Phil said he was on his way home but decided to call in for a drink as he used this bar a lot. They took turns dancing with me and during the. It happens all the time at school. And at the swimming pool.”“I wasn’t aware you were so ... well acquainted with ... such problems,” said Hannah, weakly.“I’m not a baby,” said Harper, petulantly.“It’s just that you’ve never ... um ... talked with me about this,” said Hannah.“Come on. What teenager talks to her mother about boners?”“You are, now,” Hannah pointed out.“Only because it came up in conversation. I mean you think Bob’s worried about it and you’re obviously worried about it. But I’m. Even the stockings wouldn't separate from my legs. What was goingon?My bedroom door opened and my worst nightmare walked in. It was Richie."Aww, my little slut is all ready for me," he sneered.I tried to tell him to fuck off. My lips moved but no sound came out."Sluts don't need to talk. There's only one thing you need that mouthfor" he gestured at his crotch when he said that."You're probably wondering how I'm doing all of this. It's simple,magic. You know it exists and in a world where magic. Whatever new chapter in humanity awaited, it could certainly use some more Kaufmann genes. And then there was still the Holocaust to make up for; Jews were due some extra representation in the future gene pool.He didn't actually want to raise any kids. As far as he could tell the parents around him reaped more sorrow than joy from their own children. The standard pattern for having them involved a relationship with a woman, which he had already decided was more problematic than it was worth..