’ She wipes her tears and smiles faintly. ‘Well just for my record keeping I am keeping track of all of my partners. I purchased a brand new journ...l and a new pen. This season in my in life is titled: The fuck of the thirties.’ It consists of dates, names, descriptions and a score from 1 to 10 for each of my new partners. ‘Chayne that is very interesting, what gave you the idea to record these events?’ Well Dr. B I am so disconnected from myself when I am allowing these men to use me sexually. Bohot hot or handsome looking bhi.main usse kafi time takk nhi mili thi or thora excited bhi thi because we always use to flirt with each other and I also had a crush on him. Vo jab aaya humare yaha tab mai hairan Ho gai thi usse dekh kar. Vo pehle se jada fit or built-up lag rha tha or thora tan bhi. My dad and he shared a hug. Vo bahar car mai saman rakh rhe the or bhai Nitin dad ki help kar rhe the. Mom me mujhe rooms lock karne ko bola issliye main usse us time mil nhi Pai. Thori dair baad. As I feel my body cold I start shivering and I turn my head side to side, contemplating my empty bed and then staring towards the window on the left of my bed, I squint my eyes at the bright light that is shining towards me like a morning kiss from a long lost lover.When I get out of the warmth of my covers I feel my whole body shivering, the hair on my arms stands up at the chilling atmosphere and my naked body shivers as I wrap my arms around myself to try and keep the heat from escaping from. I came home after tuition at 7 pm . I had my coffee and searched for my sister. I found her in my room using my computer I went over their and asked her about the taring and the day. Suddenly I found that her hair is wet which make me unhappy and I ask her “did you take bath ” and she responded yes.That day after dinner I go to my room and she and mom go to their to sleep.But I was unable to sleep. I try to sleep … But even after long hours I was unable to sleep when each time I close my eyes I.