Vocal exercises and speech so I could inflect my voice and use proper diction to express myself fully. To be entirely versed in the details of formal ...dining and comportment and how to handle the intricacies of social etiquette, as well as the fundamental rules of fashion," she smiled as if remembering something very delightful before continuing, "During that time Pierre was so kind, thoughtful and attentive I fell hopelessly in love with him." He did marry you though, correct?" Felipe. It struck me that thislooked like a guest bedroom.I slowly sat up in bed, feeling confused and worried. The twinge ofdiscomfort from my shoulder reminded me that I'd been shot, right afterbeing rescued by a super villain. If it hadn't been for the pain in myshoulder, I might have thought it had all been a nightmare.After a moment, I hesitantly reached up to my shoulder, which had abandage on it, but it didn't hurt nearly as much as I would haveexpected. Instead of a sharp pain, it was more. I hurried up and jumped in the shower and got myself clean . As I was showering it dawned on me that I never even asked this girl her name or what she looked like . Then I thought well I will have to see and that it was to late to worry about that . I got out of the shower and put on some shorts no underwear and a shirt . I was thinking she is not going to call me I . I did a few hits of this weed I have and that feeling that she was not going to be calling me crept back in my mind .I was wrong. I wish I was her… At first, I was heart broken. Milo had ripped my beating heart out of my chest and squashed it with his bare hands. Why didnt he love me? Why didnt he want me? My self pity lasted almost a week. Then I got angry, and knew I needed to come up with a plan. I knew I couldnt make Milo jealous by using another guy, plus, the thought of another guy touching me or fucking me made me want to throw up Anyways, I wanted Milo to be my first time. So, my next plan of action was to break.