She had to be careful who she was marrying, divorce ain't cheap.You may wonder who I am to crouch in a dark back garden wearing a somewhat tatty rainc...at, looking like a weird flasher waiting to pounce.My name is Max, Max Fork and I'm a private dick. God knows why she chose me to do job. She could have paid big bucks to one of the large flashy New York agencies for round the clock surveillance, but she chose little me. I was on $1000 a day for this and as far as I was concerned, this was the. As I sat in I noticed that her saree was stuck when she closed the door. She being in the driver’s seat couldn’t pull it out so I sitting next to her tried to help her pull it out. I unknowingly kept my elbow at her pussy and started to pull it out.My head kept hitting her boobs and causing an erection. Only then did I realized that we could just open the door and pull her saree in. After we did that and were driving towards her house she said ” you are so stupid if you had thought of it. " Waiting for what?" Waiting for now," she said. "Which leads me to my other confession. I went off the pill after my period in December. That's why I didn't want to have sex that week, because I was ovulating. And I didn't want to get pregnant then." She grinned at him. "I want to get pregnant here, at the Olympics. Well, give it our best shot, anyhow." Really?" Really. And I should be ovulating today or tomorrow. So, whaddaya say, big boy? Wanna make a baby?"Warren answered her by pulling her. Even though she hadn't been 'in the loop' for long, she'd clearly been observing how we operated for a while."No, I figure we'll treat the Watchers as we always do," I replied. "Cate can explain the basic theories to them and we'll get them in touch with everyone at home, and with Patricia and the other Watchers in New Orleans. We've already got almost a car full. Anymore and we'd have trouble moving around without a van." Actually, the way we've 'always' treated the Watchers was to simply.