Please have your lawyer call me when you get one." Crying isn't going to help you right now Sue. Besides being his lawyer, I am his friend. Your tears...are falling on deaf ears. I can be one ruthless bastard when I want to and this seems like the perfect occasion. I have always liked you and respected you until today. I am sorry you are going to see a side of me only my enemies and adversaries see. You are not going to like it." Ok, but stay away from him and keep in your office. He wants. THAT made me really angry.Five minutes later, I was knocking on Anjali’s door. Anjali is a sweet woman somewhere in her thirties - I can’t tell ages well – especially in Indians, however she’s a no-nonsense sort. Some would call her crabby however she’s been polite to me in our infrequent interactions. She came to the door wearing her sari and looking like she’d been doing as much cleaning as my girls should have been. She saw my surprise at her disheveled state.“Ah, you have come to be. ’ Her hot, damp breath on his skin made him shiver, but he stepped back, forcing out a strained smile. ‘Sorry, I have to get up early tomorrow.’ It was a lame excuse, but he didn’t really care. He just wanted to go. Walking past her, he found his pants and pulled them on. When he turned around after putting on his shirt, she was just standing there watching him. Shit. He usually had more skill than this, but he wanted to get the hell out of here. ‘So…I’ll call you,’ he said, though they both. The idea that this toy could be shaped like a girl, without essential girl body parts freaked me out. It bothered me so much that I was afraid to talk to my mom about it, and I talked to her about everything! At that moment,. Rachel and I got our clothes off and looked at each other, then held "Barbie" up. A girl with no pussy and no asshole, either. Rachel and I, four and five, agreed on the spot that that was really strange. We just couldn't understand why she was made that way. A week later.