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Childhood Story: Rosa
by Y.G.Hen (yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com)
***
This is a story about the most decisive year of my very long life.
The year when I discovered sex. My first time was with Rosa, or
rather it was our first time. I loved her boobies and we
masturbated together and finally we fucked. I really must have
been too young then to get her pregnant - I was 10 years old. (bg,
extreme-ped, inc, nc, 1st, preg)
***
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 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.
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 salty 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.
That's when 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?
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 it's 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 was 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, but she just screamed, "Fuck me you
bastard, keep fucking me!"
She 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 thrashing 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.