Now flap the tatters of the king

Now flap the tatters of the king

My first memory is one from a previous life. I'm with this Asian lady on a shore facing the ocean. I'm behind her sitting with my legs around her. I kiss her glossy fragrant hair, the back of her head. Probably happened during world war 2, before i was born....

Sister grins a mean mean grin. She says the witch is coming. The witch is going to get you. You have encountered the witch before. A pit bull of massive fat retarded girl a few years older. The witch. The house is long. the dining room and living room at heated by fireplace the rest of the house is cold and dark. Sure witch arrives with her parents who talk with my parents while she drags me, much larger older stronger into the cold darkness of the other side of the house. The same thing every time. I scream and scream for help but I'm ignored, no one will save me, not even my mother. Witch reaches into my pants to grip my penis and pull it as hard as she can, tugging at it, trying to rip it off, The pain is unbearable and I scream and scream, ignored always ignored. The adults will not help.