Ek khoobsurat si ladki aayi hai. Maine bola, “Ab to tum aa gayi. Chhodo ab.” Usne bhi bola ok.Usne fir apne bag se old monk nikali. Maine bola, �...Sham mein hi peena hai kya?” Usne bola,”Haan yar 10 baje tak ghar jaana hota hai.” Fir maine bhi chankhna plate mein nikaala. Aur usme nimbu namak mila ke rakh diya. Ab maine glass mein peg banaya chota sa to usne bola thoda large banao.Maine bhi ekdum large bana diya uska bhi aur mera bhi. Main dheere dheere pee raha tha. Room mein thodi khamoshi si. I decided to call, even though I didn’t really like house work, and arranged an interview the next day.I arrived at the appointed time, and was greeted at the door by an older man, perhaps about fifty, (as opposed to my twenty-five). He was pretty good looking, but i felt more like he could have been a father figure. He showed me around, explaining that he was in and out a lot, sometimes being gone for days at a time, while sometimes he was at home all the time, working in his office.. ’ It was really important for mommy to stay quiet about all of us being nudists, swingers and incest with so many other families and especially about all the orgies that we’ve had with us younger kids. It really hurt my mommy’s defense that she couldn’t tell the truth about the way we lived. Our lawyer thought that because my mom and I were both raped by those horrible men and that my brother was tricked into drinking Clorox by those awful men that it would help her with her defense but it. He placed it on my laps, as close as possible for me to eat, on my own. “Now eat up, once you can walk we’ll go to the hospital to see her. Eat up. I’m not going to feed you forever.” He smiled.It took another week until I was up on my feet and able to go outside. My place of sanctuary is the annexe part of the Church of St. Barnabas. A small room in the backyard of the church is where I sleep. It has a toilet and shower, but no kitchen. The kitchenette is an extension of the church. It was.