So I told I would get a parcel home. I quickly brought the food and while we were having she dropped the curry on her T-shirt. She told she wants to c...ange. I gave her my white shirt and she came back after washing the T-shirt. I told her to have lunch first and then Iron the T-shirt. When she sat next to me I could see her black bra. The shirt was bit transparent. She understood that I was staring at her bra and laughingly said stop staring.I ironed her T-shirt dry and gave it to her she went. It is your job to ensure that she got good grades".I kicked his femur, unsuccessfully trying to loosen his grip on my hair, "Chibi's just a child, she has the right to be a child, and she misses you greatly. If only you would spend some time with her, it would've been better"."So now you're blaming it on me? And stop calling her Chibi, her name is Diana. Get that into your small head, it's Diana, it has always been Diana!" he said, while his hand attempted to pull my hair off my scalp, or my. Moe recognized the man’s name from the glass on the door. Braxton slid a glance at Moe and somehow managed to deepen his scowl before turning to Jansen. ‘I got a call at home.’ The giant cocked his head toward Moe but still kept his back turned. ‘Who’s your date?’ Jansen reached into his desk drawer and nabbed another cigar. ‘Here.’ He tossed it over to Braxton, whose hand was big enough to catch the whole box. ‘Smoke on this, it’ll calm you down. Who called you at home?’ It was hard to say. The bar would be a slap in the face to Holy Redemption and its pious congregation. I didn’t care much about that, but Venerable and those Deacons, eleven now, were another matter.The three of them — Mrs. Hogg and her silent daughters — stared at me. She said, “Can you control that fucking reverend?”Well, that was the question. In town or out, that was the question.She tried the only leverage she had, nodded to her daughters. Before I could say a word, they lifted those coarse sacks up to their.