Tum ruko . .Main aati hun .Reena bahar chali gai.Kafi der tak nahin aai.Usne shayad kitchen mein koi kaam kiya hoga . Fir paas wale kamre mein manoj ...e baat krne lgi.Kafi time beet gya.Main khada hua aur kamre mein chala gya . Reena wahan khadi koi baat kr rahi thi.Manoj apne kaam mein lga hua tha.Maine pichhe se jaker reena ko pakad liya.Mera lund uski gaand pr akad gya.Wo kuchh sharma gai.Raj-ab chalo neend aa rahi hai . .Maine usko god mein utha liya aur kamre se bahar aa gya.Manoj dekhta. And cuk your own fukin diner.". Keith was a dropout his first year of college and usually could not spell very good. "Fuck" i yelled pretty sure all the girls had left, Mr.C and Coach J were probally disscussing the positions of the teams members. "Hey" I heared a voice from behind me. I turned around, mouth wide in an o. "No need for vile language. "Sorry" I said dropping my head closing my phone throwing it back into the back plopping down on the bleachers. "What wrong" Mr.C asked. "Nothing". Most of the staff knew me, and welcomed Eva with arms that were entirely too open. Everybody in town seemed to be dissatisfied that I was unattached, and they didn't care about the age difference either.We ended up staying four hours. I washed dishes, which Timothy brought me for a while, along with a bevy of other bus people. When he got tired he took his artist set around asking people if they wanted a picture. Eva served for a while and then sat at the tables, just talking to people while. I wanted Kimberly, but under the circumstances, I wanted her to make the move to continue what we had started earlier. As bad as I had wanted her to join me in the shower, I didn't invite her. I just hoped she would follow. Unfortunately, she did not. As the water cascaded down my body, I anxiously waited for the shower door to open and my beautiful daughter to step in, but it didn't happen. I washed and watched until the hot water started to run out. I turned the water off and stepped out of.