So smooth and gentle... so beautiful. I smiled and glanced away for a moment before looking back and giving him a sympathetic look. “Your eyes were ...he second thing I noticed about you,” I said, but put my hand on his cheek to soften the words even more. “And that’s all it took.” I had to smile then, as I took my hand back. “Well, maybe not quite,” I amended as I turned until I was lying flat on my back. “Your voice captivated me. And after I noticed your strength – both of will and. Unhone apni izzat ko hamesha apni first prriority bna ke rakha. Is haalat mein mummy aisa kuch karna toh door soch bhi nahi sakti thi. Aur dheere-dheere mujhe bhi yakin hone laga tha ki shayad yeh meri imagination bas mera ek sapna ban ke reh jayegi. Lekin ek mauka mere paas chalkar aya jab mere papa ki transfer Bihar mein ho gyi. Papa ki transfer achanak hone ke karan humein badi mushkil se makan mila.Woh locality hamare social status ke saamne bdi sub-standard thi par majboori mein humein. It's time for another digression.Debbie's mother died when Debbie was about fifteen.Her father was devastated by her mother's death, and afterward, put all his effort into his work. Debbie had seen very little of her father before, and she now saw even less of him after the death of her mother. He had worked for the government before, and now had an agency on Wall Street, always going after bigger and bigger deals. He was a successful broker, and had his own firm. All Debbie knew was that he. ”“Disappoint me? Hardly,” she said.The next thirteen days were, well, wonderful. There were moments, when she thought of her used-to-be man, and it saddened her if but briefly. She promised herself that she would make it up to him—somehow!“You called,” said James Hightower.“Yes,” said Carlton Hanson. “I have a very special mission for you. You just became a prison guard, for a week.”“What?” Huh!” he said. The man behind the smallish desk, smiled.“Don’t worry, I got my friend in the governor’s.