"You should warn him about her," she said to me, in a low voice that could not be overheard by her sisters or Josh. She reminded me about Paula at fou... o'clock when I left to work out with Orville. "Make sure you tell him," she said.But telling Orville that Paula would fuck him and then make his life miserable was not as easy as it sounded. It wasn't like we were buddies; I hardly knew him. What if there was no attraction between him and Paula? My warning would have been for naught. I decided. It felt huge as he pushed and my fleeting thought was his size is going to take a lot of adjusting to ... but I was dedicated to the cause ... and he slid straight in and I gasped as I sensed my insides being completely filled; it felt wonderful and only got better as he began to gently to rock back and forth.Our ‘celebrations’ went on far into the night and Charles was an imaginative and gentle lover who encouraged and respected me as we fucked in every conceivable position. I had countless. He looked at me and smiled. He licked my vagina for about a minute.He then took out a scissor from his pocket and cut some hair near my vagina. He wrapped that in a paper that he had and smiled at me. He then looked out and asked me to go. Touched my vagina over my dress once more as I was going out and smiled at me.That was that and I had to endure weird looks from people all throughout the fest.As I was heading home in my bus the school bus conductor was smiling at me all along. Mine was the. I could see from the perspective of an observer that the ordinary people would rather co-exist with the Nazi scourge than ruffle their feathers and stir up some deadly retaliation that was aimed at abandoned women and children with no understanding of the consequences. I was relatively safe in a conflict free zone in Italy in a country that was shifting from the black-shirted followers of “Il Duce” and a romance with the Nazi philosophy into a county moving from the sphere of influence of the.