Walking down a grey pebble stone path I am lead through black wrought iron gates opening into spacious parklands. Heading into the heart of the park, ... take in my surroundings. The boundary fences barely visible hidden behind large gum trees. Brightly coloured flowers cover the soil beneath the over sized trees. Purple and orange hues of the petals a stunning contrast against the pale grey of the tree trunks. Looking up into the sky, I watch the sun slowly disappear behind dark clouds, their. After all, he was from another culture, where men rule and can even be brutal... toward women. But I did tell him why."Several weeks ago, some girlfriends talked me into a 'girls' night out.' I got a sitter for my two children, and we went to a bar. A young guy... in his early twenties... came on to me." How old are you?" he interrupted."Thirty-four." Why was he attracted to you?" But I could tell that Dr. Aboud was attracted to me, too. I guess I'm kind of good-looking, young looking, even. ”One boy in my new school was called Tomas with the emphasis on the second syllable because he was mostly Mexican with a little Indian blood on his Mama’s side of the family. Tomas was real cute and he was always polite with me even when we were alone. I had this urge to get to know him a lot better but he told me that he was thinking of entering the priesthood and wasn’t supposed to be getting physically close to girls and besides “It was a sin!”I thought it was a real shame because he had. ‘Don’t get addicted to the envelopes,’ Lily warned her. ‘I’ve thought about this a lot. Get addicted to the envelopes and next thing you know you’re a dried-up crack whore getting beaten by a pimp and giving ten-dollar blow jobs in dirty back alleys. We can stay safe and make good money for a little while as long as we’re young and only select a handful of customers. Finish school, stick to your day job, and plan for what you’ll do next. This is fun but it’s only for now, OK?’ As it was, there.