”“Was it wise to stand next to me, then?”“Mom said it was OK. She was afraid you would be very upset if I stood with her. And she KNEW how ups...t I would be!”“But your dad...”“There is nothing to do to change his mind, Mishka. He believes both Sasha and I are ‘fallen women’.”“But it’s not true!” I protested.“Not for me, anyway,” Tasha replied.If what Tasha was saying was accurate, and Sasha HAD slept with the guy, I could see why Deacon Vasily wasn’t thinking straight. He’d be completely beside. Rodney and Jordan were both going to need medical attention and I was going to have one bruised hand. Luckily among us we had enough hand and flex cuffs to restrain all of them.I took Rodney and Jordan off to the side, "I guess we know who the other person that was posting pictures is now, don't we? How bad are you? If we take you to the hospital there are going to be police reports and an official investigation. I really don't think either of you want that. At least they were smart enough not. During this time, she also had a break up with her current boyfriend.Once when we had the same week off, we decided to meet and spend time together. I booked a room in a decent hotel in the city and reached there. I wanted to take it slow and wanted her to submit herself to me. That night, all we did was talk and just a kiss (What a waste, I know).But slowly, she started to get too involved with me and finally, we got together like a couple.One day, she had an off and I had a night shift. She. She was also scared because she said if we delayed too much getting to customs it would make them suspicious. She gave me a crushed pill to calm my nerves and watched as I carefully washed my hands and arms to remove any trace of the powder. She did not walk me all the way to customs, but had alerted my contact somehow as I retrieved my luggage."I cleared customs without any sort of search and in public my contact looked like the lonely, loving father he was pretending to be. As soon as we.