"I stopped, realizing something. I walked over to my desk and sat down, then put my head down."Tom?" Jenny asked, now sitting up on the bed."You know,...I keep thinking I'm getting a handle on life. On being grown up. I said that about there's later. I don't know there's really going to be a later. Hope that there will be, faith that there will be; that's what sustains my belief. But it's not just faith in who I'll wake up next to, tomorrow, but in all sorts of things."You, Jenny. You knew a lot. . guns... dead on the floor... he had to run from El Paso... NeverThis was what he had looked for since finding the gown and necklace. Some mention of them to put a year or name to the writing. He went on to the next pages now with renewed energy.He chose The Earl... in his later years... yet kind to me up to his death... my heart belonged to another... the necklace... dress... wedding gift to me... someday our daughter may ask about her father... cowboyHe tried to make out the other words, but. Sunita has seen him in his window looking at her every time she came out from her apartment. As if he was glued to his window.Anyway, Sunita gets down at her stop and so does Sunil. Her apartment is about 30 minutes walk. She is still under influence of her sexy encounter and her eyes are dazed and glassy. Her legs were trembling as she walked. Her pussy was so wet and juices were flowing down from drenched panty, on her thighs. She could feel her wet thighs as she walked and her thighs brushed. And almost as if I’m a fly on the wall I see myself as stiff as a board with my arms at my sides just sitting in my chair. After a minute he looks up and I can see the frustration in his eyes. “Bryan…I am so sorry. I didn’t mean for any of that to happen,” He says as he looks into my petrified eyes. I can’t be scared now, quick! Answer, don’t leave him hanging there. “It’s okay,” I say in a sigh of relief to show him that I wasn’t disturbed by it. But what if he was? Then why would he have.