To kahani yahan se suru hoti hai ki mujhe jaldi me ghar jana tha, are apne bare me to bataya hi nahi main 23 sal ka sadhararan sa naukawan hun aur mai...ek assastant ki training kar raha hu dekhne me bilkul kam age ka lagta hun, hua ye ki is sabebarat me ghar jana tha aur raste kaphi jam the mujhe kuch dur train se jana tha phir bus pakadni thi, trin kaphi late chal rhi thi aur jab main 1.00 baje bus stand patna pahuncha to meri gaya jane ki bus bas khulne hi wali thi main jaise hi conducter se. Conduit, and it never wear him down," Anh informed them. Cate grumbled about that argument, but didn't pursue it."So, what are you planning to do about this reporter tracking you down?" Becky asked."Honestly, I'm not aware enough of how much she actually knows to hazard a guess," I told her. I'd been worrying about it myself, but things had been too busy for me to evaluate the situation."Don't forget, it was another reporter, Albert Rodriguez, who chased you out of New Orleans," my father. “Hey mother get off of the father of my kid. I like the sound of that.” He grabbed my hand and lead me into the room and very gently sat me on my bed and then sat beside of me. “I have never felt so whole in my life. I have the man I love the most in the world and his child growing inside of me like a miracle.” I said has he began to kiss me on the lips like I was a porcelain doll and would break easily. “I love you baby.” Jack said. We heard a knock on the door. It was my mother. She tried to hide her boobs with one hand and her pussy with the other hand. But I looked at her and instead of going out, I picked the towel and move forward to give it to her. I continued looking into her eyes. She took the towel and covered herself and said, “Close the door”. I obeyed and she came to me covered in the towel and took my hands.Then she looked towards me and put my hands on her shoulders and pushed them downwards toward her boobs. As my hands were moving on her body, her towel.