Me too.'Nobody told me I shouldn't shave the kitten.'What nobody told me This time was that Tikkala really shouldn't be on the map. That was number on....Number two that nobody told me was that the 607/Ronsuntaipaeentie junction wasn't IN Tikkala. No. 607/Ronsuntaipaeentie is about a hundred yards EAST of where I thought it would be.You know ... sweep around a curve, drive west until the junction and turn right.Ain't happening.Number three Nobody told me was that Ronsuntaipaeentie isn't. Ise todha pataoonga to apna kaam ban jayega. Use patane keAndaaz me bola, “yeh maine tumhare liye nikala hai. Lo ise hath meLekar dekho.”Itna sunne ke baad banawati gusse me boli, “chhi! Kitni gandi baatKarte ho. Anne do tumhare mummy aur papa ko. Sab bata doongi me unko.”Main bhi besharmi par utar aaya, “kya bologi mere mummy aur papa koKi maine tumhe kya deekhaya.”Geeta ne paintra badlte huye boli, “jaao main tumse baat nahi karti.”Maine thodi jid karte huye kaha, “pagal mat bano geeta. Sirf. I knew, or at least some small part of me knew, that FUCK was affecting my standards of conduct, making me arrogant and predatory. There had been an indication of this the night before, when after seeing Fran and Connie (Gabby, who worked for a public relations firm, was away for a couple of days seeing clients in Germany) I had phoned Yvonne to make sure she had got home safely. During quite a long conversation in which she told me more about her circumstances and her poverty-stricken family. She asked me to keep the connecting door at the corridor of both our houses open. I planned her seduction down to the slightest detail. I knew Vardhi and I knew her habits. I waited until the night was exactly right and the stage was set to my specifications. When she walked in the door, she usually tossed her bag down without a thought as she did this night. Then she went to her room. I knew as soon as she got inside her room, she would undress. That was when I burst into the door and tossed.