.. caught being sentimental like that."So... moving somewhere are you?"I knew the voice... it was my daughter."Hi. Yeah... I'm moving. I left a messag... on your answering machine... not sure if you got it or not."I kept my back to them."You packed rather quickly Dad."I hadn't turned around yet... trying to get my eyes dry and myself more composed before I did so.Looking at the picture of Samantha and I and Becky in our backyard I realized that not only was I a miserable man, I had made my family. What makes you say that's the reason?" Basically it's the only reason I could think of. She knows about you, us. Knows our names, not our faces but still more information than you are comfortable with. She's the only person that knows about you that you didn't tell." That's not true, what about Mr. Rodriguez?" Okay, besides him, but you had no problem talking to him right away. So again, the same question comes up. Why would you go talk to a member of the FBI with no second thought, a man in a. I was silently transfixed by this explicit exchange of personal power.Cai stood up from the table. "You know what you need to do. Do good job or kneel on floor all night. Understand?"Janka nodded and watched as Cai turned around. Cai turned slowly in the direction that provided me with a full view of her perfect ass. She paused and ran her hands down her butt and upper thighs once, then leaned over the table. Instead of leaning directly over she leaned at an angle that gave a decent view. She was on 49 and I was with 48 seats. We started talking and I got to know that she had a hard time with her boyfriend and was in trouble because of him. When the train started, we both discontinued our talk for some time. But at around 4, I felt thirsty and asked her for the water to which she replied, ” you should not take water from strangers”. And I smiled and replied now we are not strangers anymore.We again started talking and didn’t felt how time passed and we reached Jalandhar. She was.