The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.
Discretion is the polite word for hypocrisy.
However I dress it up, I was a spy and I am not proud of it.
I took on the sins of everybody, of a generation, really.
I'm terrified of men these days. If someone asked me out now, I don't know what I'd say, how I'd react. But I couldn't go through with it, not at all. I suppose I've been terrified of them all along.
They wanted to hear about the sex, of course. But not the rest; no one wanted to hear the rest.