Aap mujhe aise hi appreciate karte rahiye or mai aapko apne experiance batata rahunga.Aaiye ab story per aate hai. Meri story padhne ke baad mujhe bah...t saare emails aaye usme ek mail tha alia khan ka ek muslim aurat. Maine uske mails ka reply diya toh humari baatein hone lgi. Usne kha ki mujhe tumhari story bahut pasand aayi or mai tumse baat karna chahti hoon tumse dosti karna chahti hoon. Humari bahut baatein hoti thi daily. Baaton baaton mai pta chala ki wo ek divorced lady hai uski age 34. But it’s uh, kind of a sexy one so I didn’t bring it out.”He looked as if he was unsure, almost as if he regretted mentioning it. “There is more money involved but ... I don’t know, maybe it’s just best if you stick to what you’re wearing and maybe bring some nice outfits just in case from now on.” He let his words linger for a bit, fiddling with the camera as if biding his time. “Anyway, I think that was a great pose for the girls. Are you ready to do one for the guys?”Standing and letting him. Why: they were one of my wife’s favorites, had been worn to death showing her deep semi-dirty toe prints inside, the exteriors showed signs of were on the sole bottoms, the sides had ghost forms of my wife’s toes showing with associated wear marks in the outer suede leather . So the next day Claire comes over and I remember talking about work initially and then she laid out something to the effect of: “so did you bring a pair?” That’s when I pulled the old mocs out of plastic bag and said. Maybe it's because my legs have grown longer as I've grownolder, or perhaps I've grown less resentful of what I know is to come.To be honest I'd prefer for the first option to be true. Every day forthe past few years I've thought about going somewhere else afterschool. What would it really hurt if I went to one of my friend's homesinstead of going home? That's a silly question. I know who it wouldhurt.Just as with everyday when I get home my mother's nowhere to be seen,but of course I know.