Relatives. Strangers. Close friends I’ve known for a decade or more, but who have no idea that I’m a member in good standing of the National Assoc...ation of Perverts and Pornographers. How do I talk to these people? I’m proud of what I do, and I like to think I’m halfway good at it. I like to share it, too, otherwise I’d just write it down and tear it up, the way I used to. It’s been a long time since I resigned myself to the fact that I can’t write to please Grandma, but I’m still not too crazy. Unki baato se lag raha tha ke wo koi bahot hi rich aur high profile working woman hai. Baato hi baato me unhone badi chalaki se muje apna number de diya aur unki aunty ko pata bhi nahi chala. Aur phir hum dono ek hi station pe utar gaye. Waha station pe thodi bate karne ke baad hum dono apne apne raste chale gaye. Maine bhi unhe apna number de diya tha.fir kuchh dino tak unka phone nahi aya mai samaja ke busy hongi lekin unka chahera mere samne se hat hi nahi raha tha. Unka wo gatila badan aur. Ich hab mich gewehrt, hab ihm gesagt, dass er mich in Ruhe lassen sollte.“ Ihre Stimme klang verzweifelt. Der Vorwurf des Priesters haftete hart an dem jungen Mädchen. Sie fühlte sich unschuldig und zugleich doch schuldig.„Trotzdem hast du den Mann verführt, so wie die Schlange im Paradies, du bist eine Sünderin.“ Die Worte des Priesters ließen ihr die Tränen in die Augen fahren.„Nein!“, widersprach sie fast trotzig.„Kind, vergiss nicht, du bist hier zur Heiligen Beichte. Du musst dich offen zu. When she introduced us, I was not a bit surprised that both men couldn't take their eyes off Sylvia.The older distinguished looking man got introduced around first. His name was John something or other. He was wearing a suit, so he was going to need a few special instructions, especially since he was a lawyer.The younger one was called Billy and he was in a knit shirt with a wind breaker over it, so he was good. I still expected him to try to sell his socks or something like the new people.