I haven’t seen you here before.”After pouring the rest of his beer down his throat he again turned to me and said, “Come with me.”About to pas...s me he placed one of his huge hands on my back and propelled me towards the back room door. I was ushered straight into one of the cubicles and as I attempted to close the curtain he instructed me not to.“Leave it open, because I get claustrophobic when these curtains are closed.”His enormous hands then totally encased my head before his huge mouth. " I listened to him like the obedient little girl I was and sat down on the toilet and he stood in front of me with his cock in my face and he said "Put it in your mouth." I just looked up at him and opened up my mouth and he said "Don't bite it, suck on it like you would a lollipop or sucker." so I started to suck on his cock. I could only get the tip of it in my mouth and I wasn't really moving it in my mouth; that's when he started to thrust his cock deeper in my mouth. I was only able to. After shehung up the phone my mother told me about this conversation andstrangely when my mother got to the description of the part of the phonecall when my aunt called me a sissy my mother didn't add any of her ownpersonal views to it or attempt to make me feel better about myself bytelling me I wasn't a sissy or that my aunt's comments were wrong orstupid, my mom just told me what my aunt said and then walked away fromme.The embarrassing thing for me about the situation with my aunt and. ”“How old were you?”“Fifteen.”“And how old do you have to be to marry over here?”“Sixteen, by special marriage licence, twenty-one without parental approval.”“And how old were you when you joined up at the start of the war?”“Almost sixteen, short by a couple of months. Mild is three months younger than me. Tom was a month older than me. We had nowhere to live except my Dad’s place, but being a police house, I would have had to ask him to apply for permission —”“Why permission?”“My father was.