It was as if she expected me to scorn her."I see just a girl," I said, "and I don't care what you were when youwere born." My dad says I'm a pervert. ...He says God hates me. He doesn't allow meto be a girl at home." Her voice was toneless, almost lifeless."Nonsense," I replied, "God is all love while hate is evil. OK, let'sthis discuss later. Can you walk?" Yes, sure, I can." I still don't know your name. By the way, I'm Lucas Goss. So what'syour name?" Sophie." Sophie... It's a lovely. Ek din jab mujse raha nahi gaya to uske boobs dekh ke me jaldi muth marne chala gaya to jabi thodi der bad vo mili to muje kaha ki muje pata he tum kaha gaye the aur samaj lena ye thik nahi he!! Tabi me darr gaya aur 2-3 din vaha nahi gaya bad me unka call aaya hi yaha aao muje kam he.. Me darte darte gaya to vo normal behave kar rahi thi aur usne sari pehni thi bilkul lowcut blouse me unke aadhe boobs bahar dikh rahe the aur meri nazar vahi pe padi to me jane laga to unhone muje pakad liya aur. I guess you always seem so content, so at peace with your life. I used to envy you that. Im the most unstable person I know, and you just never cared what people thought about you. I had no idea you were dissatisfied. Im sorry I let you wear ugly clothes. Emily gave a small laugh and glanced at the empty hangers in the closet. There were two coats that had passed her test, a truly timeless black cashmere and a really warm, snowy white one shed bought on sale but hadnt worn yet because it would. He was my fiance. We were engaged, but he was in the Air Force, and they stationed him in Turkey. He fell in love with a Turkish girl."April got a tragic look on her pretty young face. "Oh god, Laura, I'm sorry! He threw you over for some peasant girl? Gosh, you look like a model! How could he do that?"Laura smiled wanly, trying to look tragic herself. "I try not to think about it," she said softly.April looked at her very thoughtfully now, as if Laura had suddenly become a deeper, more.