Dear Becky,I did something tonight that I already regret. Telling you about it is the only way I can think of to make myself feel better about what I'...e done. Please forgive me.I've told you about the Baldwin sisters. I've even sent pictures so you know what they look like. We were in the Baldwin pool tonight, Cindy and I at the deep end, Josh and Jeannie near the middle. The girls were wearing the skimpy bikinis that I had given them for their birthdays. As an eighteen-year-old senior, Cindy. Katil jawani,bhari hue gand aur mote mote boobs kisi ka bhe land ko khada kar de. Anjali hamare pados mai he rahti hai.Aur hamare ghar aana jana hai. Ek din mi ghar mai akela tha aur tv par sexy movie dekh raha tha tabhe bell baje,maine jaldi jaldi tv band kiya aur door khola to anjali thi. Wo boli-mere coumputer mai kuch problem hai,tum thik kar do! To mai uske saath uske ghar chala gaya! Uske ghar par koi nahe tha!Maine computer start kiya to usme vairus ki wajah se kuch problem the.Itne mai. What the fuck am I going to do? I groaned into my pillow. For a moment everything Mister Pressman has said about support programs for pregnant mothers came back to me and my stomach rolled in revulsion. No one knew anything about me, so no one could help. I should just cut my wrists or walk in front of a train. As I contemplated my gruesome end the phone rang. I didnt own a cell, so ran out to answer it since Dad couldnt be bothered to walk five feet. It was probably for me or Mom anyway, but. “I don’t mind as long as I get my fair share for the next two weeks. I think you’d better put a couple of tampax in there or your going to mess my bed up over night”Cindy and her Father we’re sitting down to breakfast when Charlotte came down stairs.“Tea or coffee?” Cindy grinned towards her as she made for the table.“Coffee please!” Charlotte smiled.“So how are you this morning then?” Cindy asked in a polite manner.“Trifle damp!” Charlotte spoke under her breath, with a silly grin.“Can’t be.