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Christliche Erziehung

... She was bawling uncontrollably and you could tell that my Uncles gentle side was trying in his strange way to comfort her.

Meanwhile, my brother had apparently become erect and aroused when the enema tube touched his asshole the last time. A Sign he was told of homosexuality, which due to his fair skin and girlish features, he might be inclined to. My Uncle apparently warned him that he may be forced to break my brothers nose, just to diminish the chances of him becoming a fancy boy. He quoted Leviticus 18:22 "You shall not lie with a male as with a woman; it is an abomination."

It did nothing for my brothers erection, and apparently he was in our room milking himself before he would receive his second enema under the direction of my aunt. Klaus would end up staying up an hour after both Sunny and I had dressed for bed and gone to sleep.

When all was said and done, we went to bed with dirty asses and would not be allowed to clean them until the following mornings shower, which all of us did more vigorously than before.

On another lonely night, after a day of hard work and chores, I witnessed my Uncle make a phone call, the first of many. There was to be little to no talking between any of us during indoor chore times, so even if he wanted to be sneaky, we knew when Uncle Monty was on the phone.While washing dishes with my sister in the kitchen, I could make out my Uncles speaking on the phone. As I mentioned before that I was skilled at reading lips, a time or two ...

... this came in handy, and as phone calls were very rare in the house, I admit to being nosy.

He was arranging to get an extension from the bank for his farm loan. He was able to get it, because apparently our sizable trust fund paid dividends to our Guardians, and in a few months they should get a large sum of money. Farming didnt pay well. And since Uncle relied heavily on old fashioned techniques of farming, like ole fashioned elbow grease and muscle and donkey power to plow his small patches of farm, refusing to modernize meant he would eventually be completely unable to compete with big corporate run farms. In addition, he was simply too proud to go to the other members of the family for a loan.

He was pleased to get the extension, but immediately sent us to bed early and retired to his bedroom to talk with his wife. That night we heard the sound of the switch going off like firecrackers in their bedroom and loud gasps, sobs, and moans the like of which even the cows could not match coming from our aunt. We all giggled, because by now we had enough sense to know she must be getting a punishment for something significantly wicked.

As time passed and we became used to our routine on the farm, we were given freedom to wander around. Not to town mind you--if you can call a single drug store and a tavern much of a town-- but to explore the woods and land around the farm.

It wouldnt be much of a story if I didnt share with you some of the more interesting things that ...