I knew it. You should be thinking of yourself.”“You are too young to understand. Give it time, and you will see.”“I see it now. You’re starv...ng. You give charity foolishly. It was never meant for that.”“Look there,” as Shamima pointed to a group of naked children. “The only thing lost in our poverty is the innocence. If I don’t help preserve it, who will?”“Leave that to the mullahs in their mosques said Fatima.They gazed upon the frolicking children.Shamima whispered: “There is joy in life. Joy. Like me," I said, feelingmy eyes start to water."And so, what's your name now?" Mr. Damien asked."Kitten," I said."Tell me." My name... my name..." I took a deep breath. "My name is... K-k-k...Kitten," I got out, finally.Kitten. Kitten..."That's excellent, Kitten," Mr. Damien said with a self-satisfied smirk."And it's especially good because I got you this choker necklace with yourname on it."Mr. Damien showed it to me. It was a frilly pink and white lace collar, thekind a sissy would wear,. You of all people should have known better, and now you have no one to blame but yourself.I know you're standing there thinking of all the time and effort that went into it, not to mention the expense. Don't forget the disappointment either. Remember how sure you were that everything would work out?One of the biggest problems is that it not only affects you, but it has a tremendous impact on the others in your family as well. Everyone was expecting it to be there, counting on it in fact, even. It feels much better, and she even complemented me for as it was refreshing from all the redneck posers wearing jeans. I could tell she was at least a little attracted to me, not just standard ‘it’s my job’ horniness. She complemented on my eyes and said I was on her better clients tonight. I told her I was telling my friend I wouldn’t leave this joint without dancing with because I believed she was the hottest one there. She was flattered. I guess I have a thing for blondes because it goes.