I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough.
I have survived and possibly I should not hope for more than that.
Even a criminal has the right to a new life, but they made sure I did not have that. They just didn't stop calling me a prostitute for ever and ever and ever and ever.
Bill Astor knew these papers were missing. Stephen showed his hand in October.
We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave.
I enjoyed sex and indulged in it when I fancied the men.