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Juliana

Kidnapped

Thousands of girls and boys are kidnapped or sold into slavery around the world every day. Those not raped and killed end up as sex slaves

The men who’d taken turns raping Juliana had fallen into drunken stupors or had left. She was still tied, but she could feel her bonds were loose and after a few minutes of frantic effort she had herself free. But she was not out of danger and she knew if she didn’t get away, she might end up as a sex slave in Berlin or London.

She moved as quietly as she could and she froze a couple of times when she thought that one of the men was going to wake

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Carolina

A comment on sexuality

Carolina was a ‘good’ girl, she’s a year older than me and we have known each other since we were kids. She would sometimes admonish me for being too much of a tart and my less than perfect reputation. But I didn’t think that is was deserved and it annoys me to this day that boys who sleep around are considered heroes whereas girls are bad mouthed.

Anyhow, turning 18 was a big deal because it meant that in this country at least, girls were able to legally have sex although in some countries it’s much younger. So there was a string of 18th birthday parties to go to and one of them was Carolina’s.

It

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Tomboy

Jo grew up out in the sticks, christened Joanne, she was the second oldest in a family of five boys. The father ran a fairly large farming operation and her mother was home most of the time.

As a young child, she went to school by bus and she preferred involving herself and farming operations. Like most farm kids, she learned about sex at a very young age and her conservative mother reluctantly spelt out the facts of life. As a girl, she was expected to help out around the home as well as look after her younger siblings so she got to know all about the male anatomy.

Their extended community was very male dominated and there were only

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Looking Back

Growing up wild in London

An Interview about developing sexuality with a London family when I was studying sociology and working on my thesis at Oxford. While in London I met these people by chance. While I have changed their names to preserve their anonymity, such stories are not that uncommon as when Lord Boothby was having an affair in the Downing Street flat with Harold Macmillan’s wife, Dorothy who was also sharing young boys with Ronnie Kray. The lives of politicians and the rich and famous have always been of interest and even fascination largely due to the antics they get up to. Tom mentions the Profumo affair and before this there was the 1954 affair of Lord Montagu

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