? You understood the names and parts of the atoms and electrons well enough,. but the chemicals and the various organic compounds were like pieces of ... crazy puzzle that went together two different ways but only one of them was correct.?You turned you attention back to that priss Ms Dubay, she could be such a bitch some days.? Class dragged on. Uggh, this was going to be 80 minutes of hell. A lecture followed by a lab. I just want to go out side and stare at the soccer players. Soccer, that did. Then there came this woman who introduced herself as Simran aged 33 years.I just got an email saying “Hey Madhan I loved reading your story”. Then started our conversation she said that she is actually fromBangaloree and her husband works for some mnc here in hHyderabadand have a 3-year-old kid.So we used to speak, she generally would chat on Gmail and didn’t want to move further and I too thought she might be afraid of sharing her identity.We used to speak about almost everything and anything. My mother was a stay at home house wife mostof the time except for the occaisonal errand, and to visit my grand mother,who took care of my great grandma, and another elderly lady. I was an onlychild until my mom&dad adopted my sister, so when I was young I spent alotof time with the women, my earliest memmory of wearing womens clothes was athalloween one year, since I was a small shy kid at the time, my mom&grandma,for some strange reason decided to see what I looked like as a girl! Itseems. “Part of me is horrified that I was raped – and part of me is pissed that I don’t remember having that much fun!”“You know, except for the black guy, they were pretty easy on you,” Diane muttered. “I didn’t know you did deep-throat.”“I DON’T. Well, I didn’t. I guess I can, now.” Audrey rubbed her face.“That last guy...”“Yeah. That’s fucking embarrassing! It looks like we’re a couple!”“So, did you go to the cops?”“ARE YOU KIDDING? WITH THIS?”“Are you okay?”“Physically? Yeah. It’s embarrassing.