”“Tell me about that.”“Growing up there was a family in my town. The girl was my age and we went to school together. They had more money than ...e did but the girl and I were very close. Her name was Seema. As you saw last night, many boys can get aggressive when they want a girl and we would stay together to keep from being raped. That didn’t mean that we didn’t have feelings or needs. We ended up turning to each other to satisfy those needs. She became my girlfriend and I became her. As it landed on my lap, I saw that it had thin calligraphy painted along the front part of the collar. I had to admit the calligraphy was a nice touch as I read the word it displayed…NYMPHO. I kind of laughed at the collar as I read what it the word was. I was expecting something like ‘Slut’ or ‘Whore’ or something along those lines, but not ‘Nympho’. I looked up at her trying not to laugh at the choice of word she chose for the collar. Hell for all I knew she didn’t choose the word but the. After a few minutes, he came up with a new demand. He wanted me to raise my t-shirt and bra and he wanted to see my boobs now.I scolded him well, saying that I won’t let him. But he came with a justification that he had already seen them on that rainy day. Not very clearly but 90% was visible at least. I kept on resisting but he was too stubborn. He convinced me in 5 minutes and I left myself on his mercy.He started to pull my t-shirt upwards till it reached above my bra. And then immediately. And when I went to bedthat night, I had all girl clothes, and the next day, I had a hairbrushand cosmetics and everything." I know." So, where did Jack go and where did I come from?"She took my hands in hers."Jack came from your mind. As a young child, you went into yourmother's closet early one morning to play dress-up and you fell and hityour head. You suffered a severe concussion, and somehow you remainedfixated on your father yelling at you. As far as I can tell, youthought he was angry.