Child birth for someone you love, is SIN?

18 year old, from North I immigrated to South with her family. At the time, Saigon with I have too many strange atmospheric art, the other also. Everything is new, people also do not like the North. Meanwhile, I brilliantly as a flower. The Director called me immature cotton ones, and they often find me to communicate the role of females born stupid but adorable. I was selected due to a strange image, not too fine life as you cast in Saigon, not because I am too nice. Looks like people making art was always like the strange beauty.

I found himself not too nice not too, just the nature. Strange nature, perhaps that is the secret of my success, not talent or training. Later more reporters keep asking me about success, I also say in the book. But my recipes are good luck.

In 19 years, I love the first one. He is a talented director. I have about 20 British mistress and he had a wife but are separated. I is the 21st lover or more. Well no, because this is the man who made me in high esteem. We love each other which results in fewer about soy sauce FRY. That day what also makes me soy sauce FRY. Now, try reading the newspaper network, then nothing is secret anymore.

All the noise on it, one can show off everything. But it is true that I love everything at the not simple. People talk about me much. It is thought that I was a slut girl form, Portuguese pair directed to look forward to is or. But I swear to God I love Jackass because of his talent, but I don't have any advantage to the list. Although that when love me, he also has the only favor more damage and maybe things taught me the good roles. But, I want to assert, I did not intentionally take advantage of him.

When I became blind and foolish. One day I put him on my debut. But in a meeting that party, my family was opposed. Because they do not accept the older son-in-law close by his father-in-law. And more than that, his son-in-law have too much notoriety. But, I also have the crazy blood love in person. While people back in the kitchen, the dining table crib you've dragged me upstairs, into a private room and the problem happened.

When my mother called Huai do not see me down, eat up the room and caught two are love. It is a story of action and defamation. My dad was chasing his future son-in-law stock out of the House immediately and tied me to the table, a blow to an inch. I feel like everything is broken off no. My parents ordered, all the doors I'm not related to him. If I had played any role whatsoever because he directed, should I step out of the House, her parents from children.

But not yet, wait my parents chased her daughter out of the House, then the love I gave up I go to the folder with a small child actors. I am heartbroken and humiliated. Everything is so beautiful. But say what they say, still can not get everything quickly. I feel that I love this man so much. I wander in the city, to where we are in date. And when the broken-hearted then it's sad. I'm sad charm. I asked actor friends go to drink beer. And I'm drunk. First I say fresh charm.

That day I don't go home. I came home a man he knew. And the drunk we were chasing each other. Not love. Merely sexual. But after the packed, he confessed, he love me long, but found himself nothing should not dare offer. You say, you know, I haven't played since I would first, and he loves me very quietly. I don't believe you, but I really feel very obsessed with the night say it.

If the old days make the fucking stuff I loàn porn slut is true, but now, then perhaps I'm digging flower girl. I don't believe right now, that is three months later, we went back together, I see you are a tri Sonic mate in the profession and is an ideal lover. But my family wouldn't accept a son-in-law that emerged in that place also going to hire, no profession, then close the few roles where called phèng cotton. The psychology of people defending the deep patriarchal Head North to my father. That was the roots for my misfortune.

When we too love each other then my dad called me about saying, if I don't marry you I'm electronic engineer will throw me out of the House, considered as no longer kids anymore. Because he wanted me to have a stable and peaceful life. I understand that. But I dare not sure I dare to sacrifice as such or not. I once set. You very handsome electronic engineer and first world very well. I also find nothing to complain, in addition to what I already love your man United but less fortunate there. I set time because his love. And times set for not wanting to become one tastes anything the guys with the parents, to meet a man who is not good enough. I am just so in the half year, with the lead Wicks from the parent language.

Until one day, I accepted to marry that man, though still in love with his actor guy. The day of the wedding, I saw you in the crowd, I don't hold the tears. After her husband came home, I tried to meet him and we continued to fellatio. And during that time, I took sick reason, I did not tell my husband sex, during the two weeks.

A month later, I knew I was pregnant. I'm confused but happy. So at least I have a trust in his love. I see also that little guilt with my husband, but I think I will live with you all my life, and I will tell you the kid. I prefer to keep a sacred love for the people I love, my husband wanted to rest anyway.

But things are not so simple. When I have children, I don't see any familiar contours. And he began to doubt. I silence not to confront. A year later, I know I will not live with him, because too great suspicions, he despises me. I feel offended. We separated. I tell you, my daughter is my son, not related to you. Everything ended, anyway, he has to family I name-calling a humiliating my parents forbade the door his daughter. I rented. And foster independence.

Now, I also became an artist named age, have a career and have money. I also had my husband, a man illustrious reputation a while and together these children. My daughter's father died a few years ago because of alcohol. You love me but you don't pass myself, I dare not sacrifice the pleasure of freedom and also do not dare to accept a new life. That's what makes me the most distress. The day I rented, he hugged whirring worry. But I just wish he said, moved in with him. He did not say. Yes, and sank his life in alcohol. Everything just melts slowly and lost.

I think the past was the past. But today my new husband asked that story. I feel awkward, because the right is greater the more hard years of professed conversation. I said to my husband, for you extra time, so I reordered. But I also don't know how things are. Should I write this letter to send report, looking forward to getting my share of the siblings and I sent this article to my husband.=