A lesson I valued more the older I got.We were all grown, Jimmy was seventeen, when my mom got killed when a train derailed at a crossing. Mom wasn't ...ven the first in line, the coal car rolled over four vehicles waiting to cross the tracks.It nearly killed my dad. They had married when she was sixteen and her parents had to sign for her. He often bragged that his best accomplishment was not spending a night apart. Not once. Thirty three years spent in the same bed with the woman he loved. He. "You stupid little tart!" her mother hissed in Hindi, as she rocked her daughter's face with a stinging slap. "Are you stupid? Do you want to cause a lot of trouble? You shut up about these things, you don't complain -I don't want to hear it. Just stay away from men, missy, and they won't touch you. But if you sit next to them in a room alone, what do you expect? You're fourteen now! Use your head!"Geeta had fled to her room, crying. Geeta had hated living at home for some time now - a million. He fucked her for a couple pfminutes and then pulled out, she wondered what he was doing for a few secondsuntil she felt his hands spread her ass cheeks and her rod push against hertight virgin asshole and with surprising ease his well lubricated memberstretched her asshole and forced its way into her, it felt like she was beingripped in half and her screams momentarily bounced off the sound proof wallsbefore they were replaced by more moaning.? After the initial shock and painshe found that. He was undoubtedly a man just as daring and mysterious as Jim Kelley, my CIA spook lover. I actually had the ironic thought, “What is it about me that attracts professional liars?” But this particular liar was anguished. He was clearly just as distraught as I was about the lie, or misconception, or whatever he wanted to call it.Then of course there was the “misconception” I had perpetrated on him; except he had not guessed that there was one. So, I looked both of those two hard men in the eye.