I also realised my mother was eyeing me somewhat speculatively. She was a very intelligent woman and she knew there was something different about me b...ut couldn’t put her finger on just what it was. I hoped that she would pass it off as part of puberty and growing up.In the meantime, I was smuggling the newspaper up to my room every day. I’d discovered this was pretty easy to do as the old newspapers just went on to a stack beside the kitchen door and I could slip the top one into my school bag. At first they were quite the moneymakers but as they became just another set of destinations the bloom wore off and the number of visitors shrank. The crash of 1929 put the final nail in the coffin of the railroad hotels.Skipping ahead to after the close of World War II there was a great influx of disposessed tradesmen from all over Europe, including Germany, the Baltic states and from around the North Sea.Heinrich Sturm had fled Germany to escape conscription in the Nazi war machine. He’d. Oh, it will be fun making you scream, little girl. —– I kicked helplessly as he landed another smack on my ass. Ohfuck ohfuck ohfuck. Why was this turning me on, it hurt. Give me your hands. Practically without thinking, I moved my hands to rest at the small of my back. He grabbed them and held me down even more. I bit my lip as he spanked my ass again, muffling a whimper. Bad girls&hellip,get&hellip,spanked, he ground out, each word punctuated with another slap. I moaned, jerking in his hold.. Her girl friends had seemed to become mature much faster than she did. For a sixteen year old girl she was still quite young. No one had ever kissed her. She hadn't even gone out on a date. She had been asked by several boys. But it had always seemed wrong to her. They ogled her and didn't seem to really care for her as a person. She just ignored them all starting from when it all went bad. But her mother and father always told her she was pretty. Her brother didn't pay much attention to her..