Usually the posher, the dirtier, I always say. Gord met me in the lobby. I like him. Always takes care of me and gets me good gigs. We took the elevat...or to the rooftop. Special something suite. Some President or something. Part of it was indoors and part outdoors with a pool. Gord had warned me that there could be prelims with hookers but that the men would stay out of it. Oh yeah he warned me about the cigar smoke. But I don’t care. We walked into a dark room, a large living room filled with. Main hamesah apni saheliyo se whatsapp par chatting karti thi aur wo log mujhe blue film bhejti thi to dekhti thi aur mujhe bhi kabhi kabhi apne boyfriend se chudwane ka man karta tha to hum dono log hotel me jate the aur chudai karte the lekin mujhe roj chudwane ka man karta tha lekin job ki wajah se main roj nahi chudwa pati thi. Meri saheliya daily whatsapp par blue films bhejti thi aur main daily blue films dekhti thi aur ek dum garam ho jati thi mera boyfriend bhi mujhe whatsapp par blue. "Oh, nothing... " she answered, playing with her fingernails and wondering why he was being like this."Well, obviously he wanted something if he wrote you. What did he say?" How about if I read you the letter?" she asked sarcastically."Yeah, read it to me." Fine!"She got the letter out and started to read it. After she read where it said, "I know you have a good thing going with that guy Ryan," Ryan interrupted, saying, "That's right."She ignored him and continued, skipping the part where he. " Why did he divorce her?" Adultery." True?" I don't know. Possibly. She didn't contest it and she was alone a lot." Did she move in with a man?" No. She went back to her mother. She didn't marry again until five or six years later." Hmm! How soon did your father marry again?" Six months, to one of his singers." What was she like?" Very beautiful, shallow and greedy." How long did she last?" Not long. Two or three years." Any children?" No." So, then?" Three more and none of them lasted any.