“What do you mean?” she asked, her voice cracking. “I went to the doctor's a while back and found out something.” She started crying. He knew ...ow much her heart was breaking because it mimicked his own. “I won't be around much longer,” he said. As she cuddled close to Tasha, he wanted to cry. He knew that this was hurting her. He hated to see her in so much pain. “I will talk to you in the morning,” he said, and left as Tasha comforted her.(_)(_)(_) The door creaked as someone slipped into the. She came into my arms and sobbed. After standing crying for a few minutes she walked us to the recliner that everyone knew was where Ron sat to watch movies and football before he was sick. She pushed me into the chair, tilted it back and crawled into my lap where she cuddled in and cried herself to sleep. I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything. At ten three guys came and took the bed. I signed their paperwork. Emma just wasn’t there enough for details like that. She and Ron had. But they still observed the rest of the ritual. Whenever they were alone in the house, they were both naked.Visions of those early years filled her head and she was getty from the wine. Her parents insurance after their fatal accident covered their living expenses easily and she would never have to work. Why she needed to tell her story, she didn't know. No other man had even interested her. Her whole life revolved around that terrible event and the resultant shameful boy."Mary, Mary, huh Mary.. Now I will narrate what exactly the incident happen in mylife which change me completely and made me a whore, It was a very heavyraining day in Mumbai me and Raj went for the movie, and after the movie rajtold me to have dinner with him in a restaurant I told him chandu must havecooked for your so better to come back home and I will take the permission from myboss and you can join me for the dinner in my apartment, but then Raj told meit’s ok but can we have some snacks somewhere asI’m feeling.