Childhood Story Part 1 - Rosa
by Y.G. Hen (yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com)

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This is a tale of the most decisive year of my childhood, when I 
learned about sex. With Rosa we have discovered love, masturbation 
and we have lost our virginity together. and all that time she 
didn't get pregnant! i must have indeed been too young then. I was 
10 years old. (Fb, mf-teens, extreme-ped, nc, inc, 1st, mast, 
oral)

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Last week I've met Anya again, after so many years. She remained 
as beautiful as she was then, even now that she was a grandmother. 
It sent us down the memory lane, which brought up this outburst. 
of reminiscences. It sent us also to a motel room to renew our 
acquaintance, but that's another story. 

Our family immigrated to this country a short time after the great 
war and the circumstances have thrown us into a small town., or 
rather a suburb of .... My father had been a lawyer in the old 
country, and he insisted on keeping this profession here too- but 
for this we had to move to the city, where he could study law in 
day and get a night job, while mom had to work during the day. So 
after a couple of years in the suburb we moved to the big city, 
into a working class' neighborhood where we could afford to live. 

Actually we moved into the same apartment block where my aunt 
Gina, my father's sister was living. She was supposed to look 
after my sister and I while mom was at work as a practical nurse. 
Practically all our neighbors were new immigrants like my family, 
working hard for long hours to make a living which left us, the 
children, alone without an adult supervision most of the time. 

Unlike our previous suburb, here I had many new and exciting 
friends. Immediately on the first day in the new school my aunt 
Gina had introduced me to a Polish boy, a Jew like us, who was my 
age. His name was Jack- well actually it had been Jacob but like 
almost everybody he Americanized it. My name had been Abram, but 
they transformed it unnecessarily to Andrew, - and on our first 
way to school he asked me how old I was. 

When I've told him that I was 9 1/2 he told me that was already 10 
years old and that he had already masturbated. Had I too? I didn't 
know exactly what it meant, but somehow I felt that I had to 
answer "Yes, sure, for a long time." Well Jack invited me to 
masturbate with him in the 10 o'clock break in the boy's toilets. 
I met him there, and in one of the stalls he attempted to touch my 
Winnie! (He called it Dick).

After he had understood that I hadn't have a clue what 
masturbation was, he taught me, saying that" rubbing your dick is 
the most wonderful feeling you can imagine! When your semen erupts 
it's just awesome!" I have tried, I swear. Well I can't say that 
it wasn't nice, I really felt some hot waves rushing up my face-
like Jack had promised me, but it wasn't SO wonderful. Not that I 
admitted it, of course. And try as I did, I had not ejected that 
white stuff that Jack did, only a few drops of a transparent, 
sticky fluid. George who joined us later, at home, for several 
afternoons of "jerking" as they called it, said that I was 
probably too young. He also told me that this was like having sex 
with a girl, fucking her, he called it. Well...

Incidentally, George's was the first uncircumcised dick that I 
have seen. He was a 12 years old Greek boy, a Christian, and I 
envied much his foreskin. The appearance and disappearance of his 
dicks' head did fascinate me. Anyway, George thought that I was 
too young for him and he and Jack drifted away leaving me with an 
aroused and unsatisfied interest in sex.

Than I met Rosa. 

Her name was really Rosario, but only her mother called her so. 
Even her father and her brothers-she had three of them- called her 
Rosa. So did we, all the kids in the building-except those who 
called her dirty names.

I met her in the backyard of our building, lecturing a bunch of 
kids, mostly girls, about girls' emancipation. I mean, she said 
that they, the girls, shouldn't feel inferior to the boys and 
should insist on playing with them baseball, football and such. 
Her audience was composed mainly of girls in the ages between mine 
-9 years- and hers-12 years, and some smaller boys that they had 
dragged with them. In the heat of her argument she said that she, 
for example could out run any boy her age and challenge them to 
confront her-pointing straight at me. 

Well, I felt that I had to defend the boys' honor, accepted the 
challenge and raced her to the end of the yard and back. She won, 
of course. After all she was a good couple of inches taller than 
I! Most of the audience had lost interest by then and Rosa and I 
remained on our own. After I had complimented her on her victory 
she said that I was cute, and we took off to the basement of our 
building where she had an isolated lair between some old sacks and 
rubble. 

We talked about many things, like popular movie stars, and the 
teachers at school and she was back biting some of her rivals, she 
openly told me that I was not only cute but smart also, because I 
had accepted all she said without hesitation, I guess. And I, I 
just kept looking at her admiringly fascinated with her breasts. 
You see, the experience with Jack and George made me aware of sex, 
and I had developed an intense interest in breasts, boobies, as I 
called them. I had inspected closely all the girls in my class, 
and could say without erring who really had them and who was only 
faking, wearing a padded bra. And Rosa, she had perhaps the nicest 
pair that I had seen by then, on a girl I mean. After all it 
wasn't fair to compare her with grown ups, was it?

Rosa sailed on into her preferred fantasy, how she would be found 
out by an Hollywood scout and turn into a an international movie 
star and I had the presence of mind to accept her dreams and to 
confirm that certainly she would become a star and asked her that 
she won't forget us on her climb up. This made me her favorite. 
This and the fact that I knew all the latest gossip about the 
Hollywood actors. You see, aunt Gina, who was looking after my 
sister and I, was a fan and read all the movie magazines and left 
them with me. And I was a kind of book-worm and read anything that 
fell into my hands. 

So Rosa declared that I was both cute and smart, and invited me to 
play with her the next day. We became very friendly-I wouldn't go 
so far to call us a pair, but we did spend nearly every afternoon 
together. Rosa would fantasize, and I would nod in agreement and 
ogle her boobies. We also played "family" where I was the husband, 
a very poor exemplar so much smaller then she! And Rosa the 
mother. I played along mainly because of the kisses she gave me, 
and the "feels" of her boobs that I have managed to snatch now and 
then. Rosa didn't seem to mind, she even asked me if I thought her 
breasts pretty! My open admiration gave me many points with her, 
I'm sure. 

Rosa used to go once a week to a self defense lesson. As she 
explained me, they were taught how to disarm any attacker and as 
she said, "She could knock down even the strongest man by kicking 
his balls." 

Now I was very far from being a sports' man, but I thought I knew 
something about wrestling, and I told her that this was rubbish 
and any man could beat any woman! 

Wow was she angry! Immediately she challenged me to a demo fight. 
She kicked at me, half heartedly, as she later said, because she 
didn't want to harm me, but I evaded the kick and sent her down to 
the mattress with a neat trick that I had learned. She stumbled 
and dropped on her back, as I had meant, and I have pinned her 
shoulders to the earth. A clear victory in the field of wrestling. 
Not so with Rosa. I have rubbed it in by grabbing her breasts, 
while kissing her on her lips, and said" you see any one could 
have raped you!" keeping my hands on her boobies. Well one doesn't 
get such a chance every day, you see? Rosa was panting quite 
heavily and I expected at least a slap on my face, but the "feel' 
I've got was worth it such soft, springy feel! WOW! 

"You are stupid! Men don't want to feel my tits1" said Rosa " 
Well, they do, but when thy go to rape you they want to put their 
cock into your, I mean my pussy!"

"Eh?!" That was something new to me. I did feel some itch in my 
"dick," but what she said "cock"? 

Rosa has seen that I was perplexed and she explained "Cock! It's 
the same as "dick" or "penis' or "pecker." It is what you boys got 
between your legs and it has got more names than a Spanish 
hidalgo!" 

"Like this?" I said and slid between her legs, rubbing my hard 
dick on her crotch. I was elated.This was after all having sex –as 
my friends Jack and George had taught me –rubbing your dick and 
with a girl! Not that it was such a good feeling, though. I 
preferred fondling her boobies any time! 

Rosa gasped, surprised by the move, and her legs wrapped around 
me. Then she wiggled, and panting very heavily she threw me off. 

"You are a fool! Troncho!" she said. "Men want to put that thing 
into my pussy! But you are too young to understand..." 

"Into it?" I asked. 

"Yes, you dummy. Women have a hole there, where you, boys, have 
that stupid piece of meat!" she said. 

Well, That I knew. I had a 6 years old sister and I knew well that 
she had a slit between her legs, instead of my Winnie. 

"Why, they told me that rubbing my dick was like fucking, didn't 
they?" 

"Who is They?" asked Rosa and she made me tell her everything 
about the dick rubbing and how I haven't got any white stuff. It 
was quite embarrassing, but Rosa was fascinated.

"Yes..." she mumbled "you are probably too young yet..."

I remember that I had noticed then that she was all flushed and 
still breathing rather heavily, and I wondered how it was such an 
effort for her to throw me off. After all, she was much stronger 
and heavier than I. But her boobies, or breasts, rose and fell so 
enticingly and I just couldn't keep my hands off them. I reached 
for them and squeezed lightly. After all, Rosa didn't seem to mind 
before, when we were wrestling ! 

Rosa sighed heavily and said, "Boys, boys..." and pushed my hand 
away, and somehow her hand scuffed against my erection. My hips 
jerked involuntarily, pushing my dick straight into Rosa's hand. 
She grabbed it for a moment and then all crimson, she let go of it 
like she were holding a hot poker. 

The squeeze on my dick made me look at Rosa's crotch, and for the 
first time I have noticed that her skirt rode up to her hips and 
exposed her panties. And they were wet! 

Quite embarrassed, I asked "Have you peed from the effort?" 

Rosa jumped to her feet, uttering, "Idiot! How can one play with 
such a fool!" and ran away. 

I was rather perplexed, but the next day Rosa was waiting for me, 
as usually, and proceeded playing family, as if all that hadn't 
happened. After the "family " playing, and after Rosa's day 
dreaming about the splendor of Hollywood she did return to the 
wrestling we had the day before. She liked my trick and asked me 
to teach her and the next half an hour we spent wrestling and 
rolling on the floor. I liked it very much, especially the many 
opportunities I had to fondle Rosa's boobs. And I thought that she 
had too many accidental groping of my erect dick... and when she 
finally succeeded pinning my shoulders to the floor, she rode very 
happily on my crotch, rubbing against my dick, so I nearly blew 
off... 

We were all hot and flushed, sweating and breathing rather heavily 
in our last round when I pushed her out of balance rather suddenly 
and she fell on her tailbone. She squealed and started to shed 
tears, and I was taken aback. I had never, never wanted to harm 
her! I wept with her, hugged her, kissed her 
alty tears off her face, off her sweet lips.. really I think I 
felt the blow more than she did. She also did comfort me that 
nothing happened and no, she wasn't mad at me and yes she knew 
that I didn't mean it and that I was very sweet, really. But I 
insisted that I must check her tush if it wasn't harmed..

"Tush? What's tush?" I told her that mom used to call my sister's 
bum tush-saying that "bum' isn't a nice word for such a sweet body 
part – and her was certainly sweet. Rosa turned over, lying face 
down on my crossed legs she let me pull her skirt down to expose 
her tush... It wasn't harmed, at least it looked to me, full, 
smooth, unharmed and certainly very sweet. I kissed it lightly, 
then fervently and Rosa squirmed and moaned. (Now that I think 
about it Rosa must have opened her skirt's buttons to ease it 
down, so it wasn't as innocent as I have always thought )

Then she rose and hobbled away, but at the door she turned around, 
returned to me and said : "I love you Andy!" and kissed me. Well 
we had kissed before, even with the tongue, but this time she was 
sucking my tongue away. I felt a shimmer running down my spine, my 
breath stopped and I nearly fainted, such was that kiss. 

From that day on our meetings took a different form. We kissed 
openly, excitedly for hours. I fondled Rosa's boobs, mostly 
through the shirt but now and then, in the heat of our kisses or 
of our wrestling, my hand slipped under the shirt and I got to 
feel a bare tit, Oh so springy and soft! Yes, Rosa didn't wear a 
bra at out meetings. She did wear them to her self defense lessons 
though, so she used to tell me to turn around when she pulled it 
on. Like a good boy I didn't peek, but I found out that Rosa 
wasn't very happy with it. 

So with time I peeked more and more often. Somehow Rosa always 
knew when had been peeking, but she didn't seem really to be 
cross. And yes, she did continue her self defense lessons and she 
did teach me the various methods and exercises, and she did use me 
as her training partner. 

Until one day she missed, or actually hit, and kicked me straight 
in my balls. A shot of pain ran through me like a lightning., and 
I folded forward, falling on my knees and all the room went black 
for a moment. I came to on the floor face down, holding my tummy. 
My stomach felt as if gripped and squeezed by some huge hand and I 
nearly vomited. I was gaping for air and the pain started to reach 
my balls. I tried to grope them, but found it too painful. And 
then I felt a caressing, easing touch on my groin. 

I raised my head and found Rosa kneeling next to me. She put my 
head in her lap, caressing me, kissing me and even caressed ever 
so lightly my burning dick. The pain eased away slowly and I 
started to feel in heaven. My head was resting on a springy soft 
cloud, a bare beautiful whitish boob was peeking at me from the 
open button in the shirt in front of me, and the aroma! My head 
just swam away! I would gladly have my balls beaten to pulp for 
this heavenly respite! And Rosa's hand was caressing my now erect 
dick while she was comforting me with endearing words hugging my 
head ad pressing it to her so delightful bosom...! If that wasn't 
heaven, what was?

After a long time, while preventing me from kissing her exposed 
boob, Rosa said in a strangely hoarse and husky voice: 

You seem to be well enough, but I think we should check if, you 
know, down there, you know, if it's not harmed... and she turned 
rather fiery crimson. She opened my pants and exposed my erect, 
bloated dick, caressing and fondling it, which made me jump. Does 
it hurt? she asked very concerned. No, nno it's... no... it 
doesn't. I mumbled. Rosa then answered in that strangely husky 
voice That's good, it seems to function well... but we must see if 
your balls function too. Don't we? and she proceeded to rub and 
caress my jumping dick. I..I I mumbled. I was going to warn her 
that I'm going to erupt but I didn't have the time. My dick jerked 
and spew some dirty yellowish, sticky liquid on her fingers. Rosa, 
all flushed red, went touching her finger tips together as if 
testing the jism, and whispered WOW! I've never... You really are 
too young yet! And kissed me fervently on my lips, before we rose 
and parted.

On the next day after our usual kisses and after she asked if I 
was O.K., she said in that husky voice that she was now adopting: 
It felt So nice... I'll let you touch my breasts if you let me 
touch you again. I couldn't be happier. And she did. While she was 
fondling my dick again, she let me open her blouse and look at her 
glorious boobs. There they were whitish round mounds, topped with 
the most exciting reddish pink areoles, the size of a dollar and 
in the mid erect two perky pink nipples! Oh, I nearly came just 
from looking at them. And the feel! The smooth soft feel of her 
skin, the soft springiness when I kneaded these two pinnacles of 
creation! 

And her moaning and mewing when I kissed those nipples and 
lustfully sucked on them! I really came again in her hand. 

Then she cupped my face, kissed me and whispered: "It's not fair! 
I mean to you. you should be able also to touch me!" and she 
spread open her thighs leading my hand in between them to her 
fiery slit. It was fiery, I tell you! So hot! And wet! Rosa 
started heaving and jumping when I explored and caressed her 
hidden treasure-as yet very mysterious for me- and then she pulled 
my hand strongly inside her clasped her thighs on it and started 
to heave and gyrate her hips and to moan, and to bite me, WOW! 

When her orgasm, for such it was although we didn't know the term 
yet, subsided, Rosa let me see her "pussy." It was an open red 
wound, blazing between her white thighs, but she didn't seem in 
pain when I touched her there. She moaned quietly guiding me where 
to touch and when I touched a crimson red nipple between the lips 
of that wound, that she now spread with her fingers for my 
inspection, she started to buck, and heave and mew. 

I realized that I was doing something right, and continued to rub 
this knob, although with her heaving getting wild it was becoming 
rather difficult. And then when her gyration turned really wild. I 
could just guess the general feel and, attaching my lips to her 
neglected breasts I felt her tremble and thrash and screaming she 
came again.

So we started with mutual masturbation. She would rub and jerk me 
off, caressing and fondling my dick-she loved its feel, she said- 
and I would explore her pussy touching and caressing and rubbing 
here and there with her excited guidance. And when we tried 
inserting my finger into that hole in her cunt and rubbing there –
it just drove her over the edge! She screamed and rocked and 
danced on my exploring, rubbing digit. It was so intense that I 
came just from sympathizing with her! From that day on we used to 
do it every day. 

I liked most kissing and sucking her boobs, although exploring her 
cunt was exciting also, especially when I made her come violently. 
I felt so masculine, so all powerful then! Yes, her jerking my 
dick was also nice. It was, really, and I did come ever so many 
times, but I must admit, it wasn't nearly so exciting as licking 
Rosa's nipples and rolling them between my teeth! And how it made 
her mew and moan! 

Then, once when I explored deep in the hole of her cunt, I met a 
bottom. Rosa winced in pain, and explained me all about Virginity. 

Like that that hole in her cunt, her vagina, led to her womb and 
to protect any woman from accidental pregnancy, like what we were 
doing she said, it is covered with a piece of skin that must be 
torn on the first time she makes love. And how it hurts awfully so 
it needs one to be in love to do it, and how she would want me to 
do her but we were too young to have children, and how a girl must 
protect her virginity because no one would marry a damaged girl 
and again how she would love it if I were older so she could marry 
me...and then she kind of froze. 

All that time I was leaning my head on her boobies, fondling them 
lightly kissing them and although all that was so new to me and so 
exciting I didn't really pay much attention but now she said: 
"Wow, you are too young!"

So I said, "Yes, we are too young for children. Never mind, just 
kissing you is fine for me. But she said, "No, stupid, you are too 
young. You don't have the children seed, you know the white stuff 
that makes children! So you can put your thing, your cock in me! 
Come, let's do it!"

I scared: Why, all that time she said how we were too young and 
what will happen if I did make her a child? And I hated the idea 
of hurting her. And she had said that nobody would marry a damaged 
girl and I didn't want to damage her.

But Rosa wouldn't have any of my objections, and to the last she 
answered that we don't have to pierce the membrane we would stop 
before it. At last she convinced me to insert my dick in her "just 
on the outside."

WOW!!! That was something else!! The heat and wetness! They 
engulfed my dick and I just knew this was the real heaven. Nothing 
could compare to this! Rosa guided my dick in her so it would rub 
on her clit, her love button as she called it, and in no time, she 
went berserk. She started to heave and thrust, and so did I and we 
came –oh how we came! 

So, we had now new rules to our game. Rosa would put my dick in 
her, guiding it by her hand and I would attempt to fuck her only 
in her cunt, without entering he vagina. We were so excited! Rosa 
would clasp me between her thighs and heave against me and I, I 
was so excited that I even neglected her boobs! But here we were 
soon frustrated. Our heaves and thrusts were so strong that I just 
couldn't keep my dick in the right place. I would slip when Rosa 
in her excitement failed to guide me well, usually out of her 
pussy but sometimes into her vagina, when we would hastily stop 
and withdraw.

Our fucking grew more and more excited and frustrating because of 
my slips until one day I slipped into her harder, and met with a 
barrier. Rosa winced in pain, and yelled at me " Get out, you 
bastard!" and I realized that I had fucked her virginity. I was SO 
embarrassed and sorry and I apologized! But Rosa was furious. She 
hit me, pushed me away and accused me of trying to rape her. I 
wept and tried to hold to her legs, I begged for forgiveness, that 
I didn't mean-but Rosa just punched me in my face, bloodying my 
nose, spat on me and yelled at me a string of obscenities in 
Spanish, of which I understood only "porco Judeo." 

She left me crying, weeping my heart away. Her punches didn't hurt 
me half as much as the fact that she thought, that she actually 
believed that I was a scum, that I would try really to rape her, 
to rob her virginity. 

I went home and wept for three days on end. 

On the third day mom called me to meet a visitor and there she 
stood, Rosa, bashful, eyes downcast, saying: "Why don't you come 
to play? I'm sorry that I hit you! Please let's be friends again." 

I replied "You spat on me! And you called me names and you said 
that I.." and then Rosa hushed me, putting her finger to her lips. 
I nearly said in front of my mom that we have been fucking! 

I went happily with Rosa. She apologized, saying that she was so 
angry with herself, and frustrated, and that she had wanted it as 
much as I did and that's why she hit me and would I forgive her/? 
Of course I did. And I apologized to her that I really hadn't 
meant it, and it had been an accident and that I never, never 
again would even nearly come to fuck her.

And then she took all the air out of me by saying, "But I want you 
to fuck me!" 

I tried to talk her out of it. I said that it hurts, and that we 
were too young, and that I didn't want to damage her since no one 
would marry a damaged girl. Rosa was adamant. She yelled that she 
was sick and tired of guarding that stupid Virginity, and it 
wasn't fair that only women had to take care and anyway there 
wasn't a single virgin movie star –which I denied – and any way it 
was old fashioned and if I didn't do it someone else would. And 
than she added ever so softly "But I prefer it would be you. I 
love you!" 

We kissed fervently. Our tongues entwined and I really didn't know 
where her started or mine ended. I fondled ever so lovingly her so 
precious breasts. I longed for them so much! And she caressed and 
fondled my now hard dick. She even stooped so low to kiss it! I 
was kissing her boobs, sucking her nipples and slowly I slid my 
kisses to an uncharted area downward her belly. 

Rosa just moaned and sighed contently, and slid her skirt and 
pants away. It was the first time that I have seen her naked, and 
I simply worshiped her. I quickly followed her and now we lay 
entwined, naked skin on burning skin. I kissed her legs, her 
thighs, her belly I just couldn't have enough of it but she did. 
She pulled my face to hers' and spreading her thighs she pulled me 
in saying

"Fuck me!" I slipped into that burning, wet heaven. I have to 
admit that Rosa heaved much more than I shoved. And within seconds 
I hit the barrier of her maidenhead. "Push!" she screamed, heaving 
against me her hands clutching my buttocks. "push!" and she pulled 
her legs to her chest to open the way. So help me god, I pushed. I 
saw, or rater felt, Rosa wince with pain and I tried to stop, 
asking her if it didn't hurt.

She just screamed, "Fuck me you bastard! Keep fucking!" and heaved 
so strongly against my thrusting that I felt suddenly that 
something gave way and I sank all the way in, until our bodies 
bumped together. 

WOW! The heat and the feeling, how can I describe them?! Even now 
I have goose pimples when I remember. After a short lull I stated 
to stir and soon I stated heaving my pelvis and fucking. At first 
Rosa didn't, she just lay painful there, but then she started 
fucking back, her legs went around me, pulling me in, clutching me 
to herself. We came like never before, with Rosa thrash
ing under me and screaming for lust. 

From that day on we fucked every day. Usually Rosa would meet me 
with a kiss and "in order to get it out of your system" she would 
cling to me, and wrapping her leg around me she would fuck me then 
and there, standing, of she would push me on my back and 
straddling my dick she would fuck the shit out of me. This I liked 
best, what with her boobs bouncing and I fondling them, kissing 
them... 

When we had come, we would cuddle and pet, and kiss, with Rosa 
talking and day dreaming of Hollywood, only now I had a part in 
all her daydreams. Then, if Rosa was horny, as she usually was, we 
fucked again this time more at leisure, until things went out of 
hands and Rosa got all heated up and heaving and thrusting against 
me, sighing and moaning or screaming at the top of her voice. Many 
times I had to shut her up with kisses, so that we wouldn't draw a 
crowd. And all that time she didn't get pregnant. I must have been 
really too young then!

Our bliss lasted only a couple of months. Then all blew off. It 
came out that my aunt Gina and Rosa's mother were both fucking the 
same guy. He was a handsome 20 years old Irish lad that lived on 
his own in the top floor and was a "handyman" doing small repairs 
here and there. And they both had an affair with him. When they 
found about each other, they had an enormous quarrel. Mind you, 
they had been both married women! They called each other whores 
and bitches and cursed all the generations that produced the dirty 
stinking scum –and aunt Gina blabbered that not only her rival 
that but her daughter, Rosa was also a whore, fucking all day her, 
Gina's, nephew Andy... 

So all that reached their respective husbands and there were 
scandals and shouts. My father convinced Fred-my uncle- to forgive 
Gina. And he succeeded in driving that young lover away somehow, 
threatening him with lawsuits and such. But Rosa's mom got a 
thorough beating, and so must have Rosa herself. Anya, yes the 
same one who started this story- she was then an eleven years old 
girl in our building- called me to meet her one day, about a week 
after the fiasco, when I was already half mad with sorrow over 
Rosa not showing for our meetings. Anya told me that Rosa was 
waiting for me at her apartment and that I had to be quick so 
nobody saw me there.

Rosa met me and told me that she was strictly forbidden to meet 
me. We wept one in the other's arms but she was evidently very 
frightened and wouldn't meet me any more. She even insisted that 
Anya would peek out to see if the coast was clear before she went 
out. That was the last time that I had met Rosa. From that time 
on, I only saw her from afar and she made a point of never getting 
near me. So she must have been frightened literally to death. I 
soon lost track of her and I don't know what happened with her. 
She didn't make it to Hollywood, but I do hope she did make it to 
the leadership of the women's lib movement. She had a rebel leader 
quality, that would be a shame to get wasted. 

