His skin the golden tan. His smile could make anyone happy. He was perfect. Sculpted from Gods clay. And when I hugged him, I inhaled the wonderful sc...nt of Old Spice. I had major puppy love for this kid. I swear I got wet every time I just saw him. But now I was sitting on the desk alone, listening to my iPod/reading. My scene had already gone on and I wasnt on again until the finale. But suddenly I heard his voice. Hey Aimee. he was leaning against the door frame. Oh, Hi Sam. whats going on?. “As usual. Do you see the other black car? Right behind where that one was?”“They’re watching me? Because I had your father here, not because of you?”“They do not follow me. An agent comes to check on me once each month or so. They do not care about me much, but as I’m the daughter of a diplomat, they pay a little attention. That car is because Father was here and they wonder about you.”“Great,” I sighed.We went back into the house and went to the door to the steps to the basement.“Lyudmila. 6in ka mota lund chut mai jarh tak gum ho gaya aur meri biwi ke eyes jat say bhari ho gai..mai jatkay mar raha tha..aur us ko 5 sec k liya to samaj he nahi aya…yeh kya ho gaya phir wo mujay datnay lagi k tumay apnay land ke aag ke he parai rahti hai dusray ki need mai jan nikal do us ka kush nahi…par mai us ki parwah kiya bina he usay 35 min tak chodta raha aur who mujay bura bala kahti rahi phir lund bahar nikala aur us k pait par pichkari chodi to who seedhay us kay muh mai gai aur whokhasnay. In only a brief time, she had become thoroughly Americanized; she spoke English with only a trace of an accent -- not Vietnamese, but California Valley Girl mixed with Boston, of all things. Televsion had something to do with that.It was clear to everyone that knew Binky that she never would have made it in a communist Vietnam; she was too thoroughgoing a capitalist. She had gone to work for Northwoods Realty as a receptionist right after her marriage to Steve, and within a year was their top.