She showed me the picture and demanded an explanation. ‘I’m a whore,’ I told her. ‘I deserved to be filled up and fucked like that- like a fil...hy whore.’ ‘We’re going to pass these pictures around to the whole school, so everyone knows what an easy loose little tramp you are.’ I knew it wasn’t true because the party was top secret, but the words held there sting. ‘We’re going to show the teachers and the dean and they’re all going to want to fuck you’re used up hole. The only way your going to. Shah at the Hilton at 7. She had spent most of the day at a parlour, preparing herself for the evening. And then later chose a long black dress and matching accessories to make her look very attractive.She took a taxi to the Hilton and reached the hotel around 7 pm, and then walked in towards the lobby. The receptionist called Mr. Shah in his room and informed him about Sowmya’s arrival. And then within minutes she saw him coming down the lift and greeted her warmly. Mr. Shah embraced her in a. They had killed the battery but I jumped it off, had Jane drive it around awhile to charge it up. It was also two quarts low on oil, and the air filter was filthy. I replaced it and topped the oil off. I taught Jane how to check oil and transmission fluid levels, lecturing her the whole time. She was appreciative, even hugged me. ‘Have your mother call,’ I admonished, as she got in to drive away. ‘Yes sir!’ she said, grinning, ‘and thank you.’ I grinned back. ‘Scoot. Don’t make her wait.’ I got. Mom left us a few years ago, and I still hold a resentment towards her. How could she just up and leave me? How could she just take off and leave him? He was so good to her. He'd buy her flowers just because, and would make dinner so she didn't have to. He was a good man and deserved better than to be left with out a reason why.But like I was saying I walk into the living room, and he looks up from the t.v. I can see he is disappointed, and I think I know why. Earlier today, at school, I was.