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 | Father, during World War II a beautiful woman knocked on my door and asked me to hide her from the Enemy. I hid her in my attic | |
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| That was a wonderful thing you did, my son, and you have no need to confess. | |
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| It's worse, Father. she started to repay me with sexual favors | |
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| You were both in great danger, two people together under those circumstances act that way. You are forgiven | |
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| Should I tell her the war is over? | |
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