She didn’t have to wait long….two days later, the walking guard who managed the cell block where Angie was being held, stopped in front of her cel... and, through the bars, told Angie that her mother had registered for a visit the next day. Angie had a moment of elation and anticipation….finally getting to see a friendly face after all the shit she’d had to deal with.The guard chuckled when he saw this and said, “Yeah….that’s everyone’s reaction when I tell them they’re going to have visitors.”He. ‘Hello, Mr. Adams. My name is Jennifer. I will be the nurse on for today. Is there anything I can do for you?’ I was shocked when the warmestbrown eyes were flashed my way for an instant. I had never seen actual chocolate brown eyes before, but this guy had them. ‘So, the old bitch finally went home did she? GOOD!’ I couldn’t help but laugh. ‘If you mean, Ginny, yes she did.’ I walked over to the side of Mr. Adams’ bed. ‘Can I help you? You look like you are breaking a sweat here.’ I couldn’t. To which she smiled and went to other section and she packed her some items and we carry on shopping for her and took the local train.I was new to the city she come along with me in the same coach instead of going to the ladies coach. It was around 7 pm the peek time when all the offices in Mumbai closes and all people were coming back to their home.So we boarded the local and there was no space but somehow we manage to get into the train. And we got only the place to stand and that too even. When they knock I adjust my dress, the bottom a little higher , the top a little lower, I always go commando so that when i sit on the stool my wet lips can be seen. This week there were 3 delivery men , all muscular middle aged men all carrying heavy loads! I watched them going to and fro carrying in boxes, I rotated on my stool so they got a good view up my dress from all angles. One of them asked me if I needed any help unloading the packages , I replied that I am a excellent package.