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Jewish holocaust sex with my wife: A story by Adolf Hitler
Chapter 1: The Beginning of a New Era
Adolf Hitler, the Chancellor of Germany and leader of the Nazi Party, was sitting in his office, reflecting on the day's events. He had just signed an order for the deportation of thousands of Jews from their homes and into concentration camps across the country. It was a difficult decision, but one that he felt was necessary to protect the purity of the German race. As he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that soon those filthy Jews would be out of sight and out of mind.
Hitler looked up as his personal secretary, Eva Braun, entered the room. She closed the door behind her and walked over to him, standing beside his desk. "My Fuhrer," she said softly, placing her hand on his shoulder, "are you alright? You seem troubled."
"I am fine, Eva," he replied dismissively. "It is simply a matter of business. Now, what did you want to see me about?"
Eva smiled warmly at him before leaning down and kissing him gently on the cheek. "Oh, I just wanted to let you know that our guest has arrived safely."
A puzzled look crossed Hitler's face. "Guest? Who could possibly be visiting us today?"
"Why, it's your dear friend Rabbi Loew, of course!" Eva giggled.
Hitler frowned deeply, remembering the old man who had once been a powerful figure in the Jewish community before being stripped of his power and influence under Hitler's rule. "Bring him in immediately," he commanded.
As Eva left the room to fetch the rabbi, Hitler took a moment to collect himself, trying to suppress any feelings of unease or remorse that were beginning to creep up inside him. After all, this was war; such emotions were weaknesses that he could not afford to indulge. When the time came, he would deal with the rabbi swiftly and efficiently, just like he dealt with all other threats to the Fatherland.
