As i was about to leave she asked me my number, we exchanged our numbers and i left for the river. I was too busy roaming around with friends that i f...rgot to see my mobile phone. When i went back in the evening there were twenty messages and believe me or not half of them were angry msgs me for not replying her texts. I called her and she did not answer me i called her about ten times and finally she answered and was pretty angry on me. I told her that i forgot my phone then she called off.. “Did they blackmail you or something?” She just sat on the bed thinking, not about what to tell me, but whether or not she should bother to tell me.“You wouldn’t understand.”“Try me.”“My exes were all the same, very demanding in bed. We would go on dates and they would TELL me to suck their dick, or just start groping me and taking off my clothes without asking. Sometimes when we would have sex it felt almost like rape.” I cringed at the last word. “We looked like great couples, they were. Being a man who knew that the former of these symptoms was one of the inherent penalties of womanhood, he did not then press his inquiries, but waited for a more appropriate opportunity when he should again interrogate her, or receive an avowal proprio motu. At the door of her apartment the baroness met Mademoiselle Cornelie, her confidential maid. "What is my daughter doing?" asked Madame Danglars."She practiced all the evening, and then went to bed," replied Mademoiselle Cornelie."Yet I think. You see things no one else does. I think you could have them fixed up in no time." Sounds interesting, helps kids ... needs help with the organization ... Who are they?" I asked.Phil looked down and quickly said, "They are the St. Andrew's Outreach, its run by a Brother Ed and a Sister Deb and the..." GOD PEOPLE ... FUCKING GOD PEOPLE, Phil you know I don't deal with God People, not after that they did to Theresa!" John, it's not like that. Yea, they are part of a religious order, but they.