”“Good day.”I showed the staffers out the door and then closed it behind them. I went back to the couch and sat down. Grabbing the envelope, I o...ened it up and leafed through the paperwork. It was a lengthy form with over 80 questions. If I thought the vetting process had been bad when I ran for Congress, this was ten times worse! Vast sections were about my finances, they wanted details of all my living relatives (and Marilyn’s) out as far as we could find them, and details about my education. Ma accounts ma thoda wek that u mana madam sa tution ke baat ke pahla tu madam na tution ka liya mana kar diya par baad ma muja phone kar ka tution k liya baat ke ma tution padth or madam ka body structure ko bhi dekhta ratha madam ka nipple bhoot mast hai ma madam ka kuch ghar ka kaam bhi kar dath tha. Madam na muja sa kaha ke sandeep muja car tu drive karning sikhna hai mana ka theak hai madam ma aap ko paper ka baad sikha donga madam ke bati job hot pangabanj hai jab ma tution panda aya tu. Slowly she turned her head and looked at me. Her eyes were still so full of tears. She pulled herself up off the hood of the car, forgot herself for a second and placed weight on her foot and winced. She almost fell backwards before I stepped forward and placed my hand on the small of her back to prevent her from sitting on the road. ‘I think I’ve broken my fucking foot kicking my car.’ The temptation to say ‘no shit’ was quickly canceled out when I realized I was within slapping distance if I. "I should tell you, Jenny, that I think your are very attractive."She had looked in the mirror that morning. She knew people used to say she was pretty, but at this point she looked just dull. "Oh yeah, right," Jenny said. Another phony."I mean it. Yeah, I can see you've been feeling depressed, but I can see underneath it too. And not just your face is attractive -- you have a very sexy body, too."Jenny had half a mind to walk out -- who was this guy who thought he had the license to talk about.