"And why do you even care?" Jessica snapped. "Just let me do what Iwant, and you can earn your little check, or whatever, and everyone'shappy." Jess, ...it's not about that, and you know it. Haven't we been good toyou?" For how long?" Jessica cried, "Everytime I get someone nice, they can'tkeep me; I get thrown out like I'm fucking trash! Maybe I am trash, Imean it's my fault I'm here. Just, whatever," she said.Eric sighed, he wanted to warn her about the language, but she wasobviously deeply. , I started to think of how I was going to attempt to market my wares. I started to send copies of the lyrics to various record companies I thought might be interested based on the type of artists in their roster. The internet sure made life easier in this regard. No postage or hassle of packing cassette tapes and taking them to the local post office to get weighed and stamped.In a few weeks I actually got a response from one of the record companies. I was elated when I read the news. I danced. She said bye and left i just took a auto to reach my home.i was so tired that day and was feeling very sleepy.In all these enjoyment i just forgot that i have a meeting in my office tonight and at the same time had to be with Aruna as we planned to spend a night. I was totally confused what to decide.I just then Called up my manger and said that due to some particular reasons i may not be available to attend the meeting tonight.To which he tried to convince me that the meeting in really very. And not that often."I said, "You can't make somebody be good to you if they don't want to. I've been raised by people who weren't very nice to me. Not nice in the way one needs, I mean. Relatives bought me things. My parents gave me a place to live. But I wouldn't say they were nice to me. And it's not something you 'do' to somebody else. It's mutual; it's not something you do, it's something that's done by two people." Mutual," Ronnie mused slowly. "Mutual. No, I never had that." She looked.