I made a few compliments and she started melting already. Ipek wrote me she would be 40 years old and still single. She would have never been married....With almost every sentence she excused herself for her bad English. It wasn‘t that bad but talking that way she gave me a kind of a superior feeling right from the beginning.Answering my questions Ipek told me she was living in Istanbul still together with her mother. I had spent a few holidays in Turkey but never been to Istanbul. She told me. Charlotte's a fool to let you go." Tell her that." Already did. Me and about a hundred other gals." What'd she say?" She agreed, but told me to try to make you feel awesome if I could." I don't think it's possible, but thanks for trying." Mammphomy!" someone called out to me as I headed back to the bleachers. I turned. It was Jimmy, the new guy in school, the one from my English Composition class, the class where I'd first been paired up to tutor Charlotte. I didn't recognize him at first. We kept in touch over YIM and email...dude would be @ work or where ever and shoot me an email on his phone that he was horny and needed to see a vid of me doing what I do...he would let me know the type of shit he's gonna do wit me when it's his turn...that type of shit I love!!! So this past weekend (NYC's Pride) dude hit me up on YIM and was like he's in town staying wit fam in BK...so I told him to cum thru but he wasn't so familiar wit the train thing and strangely enuff I was driving that. I liked the "Town Hall" meeting format and held them wherever we stopped on the day after a rally. I always had our party's candidate at my side. One unpleasant side effect of our success was that the Republican party had been hurt the worst. It was true that many (if not most) moderate democrats had been convinced by now but conservatives flocked to us in droves.Troubles in the Middle East were still there, as always. For some reason, the world still expected America to come to the rescue..