I hung there completely bald, without even eyebrows or bollock hair.Goddess Selena turned to the one dressed similar to what I had worn. “Anoint you... sacrifice sister”.The one spoken to picked up a large bottle and moved to my now completely bare skinned body and started to anoint me with the fragrant stinging liquid from head to toe and every nick on my body burnt when the liquid touched it and I writhed in the agony it caused to me.The Goddess looked at me. Inspecting me.“Sisters, tie the. I said first off all he is not my dad. Meena told than who is your father. Meena told to koi aur mujhe raat ko aa kar chood kar jata tha kya. I said obvious her face became red after listing this I said he is not my father because I love my wife aur agar main unki aulad hota to sayad woo bhi apni wife se pyaar karta. Meena shouted at me and asked than who is your father say me. I said if you want to listen then open your ears. They both got shocked what I have told. I said god is my father he. ..."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The crowd that had stopped to watch the scene began to dissipate, leaving Robbie on the cold, tiled floor. Who knew that this world was such a cruel place? Sighing, he painfully got to his feet and limped off to his dorm. He needed to clean himself up, and that meant he was going to miss Computer Science. But he was sure Mr. Tiddler would understand. Mr. Tiddler was probably the only human being in the school who ever showed Robbie any kind. So what was she now doing, travelling south to the outskirts of London on a dilapidated horse-drawn coach with eighteen other Jews, most of whom devoutly religious, to a kibbutz that had only recently been founded? What had persuaded her to seek refuge within her national and ethnic identity?Tamara had made a genuine effort to settle down to life as a care worker in Morecambe, but it could never be something she'd really want to do for the rest of her life. Tamara didn't need reminding that it.