Just wanting to have a conversation, just wanting to change my lonely days, I mustered up my courage and timidly put a letter addressed to myself in my neighbor's mailbox. The kind young man next door delivered the letter, just as I had hoped. Getting a taste for it, I put it in my neighbor's mailbox again. The second time...the third time...even though he was insensitive, he began to get suspicious. Still wanting to see him, I continued to put the letters in, and one day, as if to test my feelings, he lightly kissed me. Then, as I didn't resist, he pushed me down...