I retreated to the bathroom and took care of my frustration, then stepped into the shower. I stepped back into my kitchen and looked for some breakfa...t. I peered out the kitchen window. No Brenda. Then I stopped and looked again. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There she was positioned on her stomach on top of huge beach towel, in her backyard, practically naked; her legs spread shoulder width apart, giving me a perfect view of her love box. She had on a peach colored bikini that was about three. There was no philios in our friendship. Maybe there had been once, but certainly not anymore. And that meant walking out had been exactly the right thing to do.I just didn't like myself for doing it.I wrestled with that one for a while. I kept coming up with rational logical explanations that died in my tossing and turning. While they made as much sense as why I couldn't sleep, they also weren't getting me anywhere.In the end, I realized it was simply because I knew I'd hurt Sharon. Not only by. .” Bob muttered.“Oh, but I do know, Bob,” Joe said, “I’ve been through this before. Many times. If you keep on with the railroad, this will not be the last time. It’s part of the job, man. And it sucks. It sucks horribly. You were there, and you saw him, and there was nothing you could do.”“I could have gone slow-” Bob started.“Hogwash,” he snapped, “All engineers fudge the limit a bit. It’s how we do things. We want to make time. We want our train to be on time. So do I. If you had gone. Isley unse baat kar pana muskil tha. M unhe 2 mahine se line dene laga jab m gradutation complete kar li tab. To wo mujhe chat pe mil jaya karti thi wo merimaa ki frnd thi . To mujhe janti thi. M uski tarf smile karta to bhi normal smile karti thi .Kabhi kabhi maa ke bare m bhi puch leti thi. Kuch din ase challta rhaa. Fir ek din shyam ka time tha une friend apne gaav gayi hui thi 1 mahine ke liye.To shyam ko unko dudh lene jana tha wo gayi to m bhi apni bike leke unke peeche pecche gaya aur.