“Kelly, you’re only nineteen years old? I can’t believe it!”“Ask your boss.” Then her expression became serious. “Cathy, why don’t you...like me?”Cathy was about to deny her feelings when she stopped herself. She decided to be honest. She said, “Because you wear too much makeup. You look cheap.”With a self-deprecatory smile Kelly asked, “Are you sure?”Cathy looked at her carefully and suddenly her eyes widened, “My God! You’re wearing no makeup at all, are you?” She looked at Kelly very carefully. But of course i had no idea what would unfold for me. I had been a troubled young man and times were now turning better for me. I mean i just found a life of happiness and comfort. I moved next door to a really beautiful woman. Married and her husband was away on business. Like always. He left her sexually and emotionally unsatisfied.Don't get me wrong, this guy was a very nice, very kind man....but he didn't really give her what he needed. Anyway, i got a job babysitting for her. I would go. She was sitting on the sofa with her legs tucked up underneath her, her bushy hair cascading free over her shoulders. Aunt Salim greeted her with a smile and no comment and the two of them continued to watch the television programs that were on. Amna soon came to understand that her aunt habitually spent her time at home dressed only in underwear: perhaps as a compensation for being so hidden the rest of the time and as a result the temperature of the house was kept somewhat higher than Amna. Her hair was matted and dirty and I don't know if it had ever seen a comb.'Sarah, let's go inside."We walked inside and she was all eyes. She looked at and touched everything. When I led her into the kitchen she looked like she had just walked into her first spaceship. I had her put her clothes on the floor and motioned for her to sit at the table."Are you hungry?" I asked.She grinned and nodded enthusiastically. I pulled out the frying pan and got the lunchmeat and cheese out of the.