The way she looked at me ... Oh, she wanted me and the other bimbos.”“Really?” I blinked. “But she’s always talking in her campaign ads abou...t how happily married she is to what’s his name.”“Politicians lie, Frank,” she said then sipped her champagne. She looked so elegant as she did it.“Right,” I nodded. “Foolish of me to forget that fact.”“Very foolish,” she agreed.“So, you think we can use it?” I asked.“She has the look of a woman that takes what she wants. And she wanted me and the other. Her schools didn’t lack for cruel kids looking for targets, and she was one of their favorites. They called her ‘spider,’ ‘lobster’ and other choice names. She suffered through long crying jags, mostly in her room but sometimes in class, leaving her profoundly embarrassed and ashamed. Then, by eleventh grade, something happened. Guys began to notice her in a good way. She always had great skin, the proverbial peaches and cream complexion. At sixteen, her face got fuller and caught up with her. .”(RIII: URINETOWN: THE MUSICAL is a very unique Broadway Event. Google or YouTube would help you understand)(This musical piece goes back and forth between speaking with music to singing and back again)MICHAELDid you mean what you said? About everyone having a heart?JENNWell, sure I did. Do you think you’d be feeling as bad as you do if you didn’t have a heart?(Piano starts)MICHAELI don’t know. I suppose not.JENNOf course you wouldn’t. Because then, you’d be dead.When darkness surrounds youAnd. The next few weeks it was like dry I was only thinking about my aunty’s pussy and boobs and masturbating and I had exams and got busy with exams then came my summer holidays and I asked my mother I will go to aunts place for holidays and she agreed and I left to the bus stop and left for my aunts village once I reached village I went to my aunt’s house and she was not around and I asked her mother she said she has gone out to her friend’s house I was sad I could not see her then I said I will.