Jessica received the ball from one of her central defenders and had time and space to turn and face up the pitch. She had huge space to run into, so s...e did. By the time, one of Providence's players were closing her down she was over half way into their half of the field. Jessica noticed that as Providence was shuffling across as a unit to defend against her run, it had created space for one of Seattle's attackers, Maggie Arthur, to run into. Jessica curled her foot around the ball and whipped. It was just before dawn. There might be a few people still awake, but none of them were in the common areas. Caine moved through the place by memory and feel. He couldn’t see, but he didn’t need to. He’d built the place, twice. He’d repaired damn near every part of it. He’d lived there for more years than he cared to think about. He knew those halls like he knew his own hands.Down into the basement levels, into the old priest’s cloisters. Now they were the personal rooms. A single wall sconce. We both decided on sliced brisket sandwiches and fries. I forwarded our order to Mom and she gave it to Dad.Mom hung up with Dad and turned back to us. "How would you two like to help me harass your father?" she smiled deviously."What do you have in mind?" I asked."I was just wondering how your Dad would react to catching you and Bec kissing. Getting a picture of his expression might be fun, too."Hmm... let me think about this one. I get to harass my father some, spend some more time kissing my. He said OK but he opened his mind and said he would like to make me his wife and fuck my ass and mouth he give me certain DVDs and tell me to see all this and he take one of my book and write so many web address and ask me to see those movies in that and leave me for that day he forcefully take my mobile no i don’t know y i cant resist him.When i reached home i feel like crying thinking all those things that happened this day that night i try to sleep but i cant as the my dreams are distorted.