I noticed him looking at my breasts quite often which wasn't an unusual thing. Dad was always checking me over, even touching me sometimes, not real o...vious but enough to let me know that he wanted to have me. I had never done anything to discourage him and truthfully had encouraged it whenever I could. I liked the attention as well as the feels. It was after the meal was about over that I began to get pretty nervous and didn't really know how to get things started. I had rubbed my tits. ” I answered, calmly.“Just get on the plane and head back to your whore wife, leave this family alone. I never wanted you in the first place, you ruined my life, you and that worthless piece of shit father of yours.” she screamed, slamming the phone down.I just sat there for several moments thinking just what I could ever have done to make her feel this way. I never asked my mother for a dime in my life, I had been almost fourteen when I moved in with my father. From that time on, I had rarely. I tried to keep her image, wearing a sexy nighty out of my mind.“He is a fool to ignore such a beautiful, sexy woman, for the idiot box,” I blurt out, trying to erase the sexy pictures of Jaya from my mind. Jaya smiled shyly and said, “Oh, that’s so sweet of you, Rahul. It makes me feel like I am still likable.”I have an erection, in the coffee shop, just because of her. Jaya is beautiful, She has long black hair, her eyes are round and brown, and they shine brightly as the sun every time she. ..”Yvonne made no effort to leave and I recognized it was best to chill and not ask too many questions.A lurch and a sputter started the forward movement of the train, I had been seated by her side, she had the window but now changed so I sat opposite her and could also view out the window.The acceleration was slow, the trains were definitely not the latest technology, soon we were moving along at a moderate clip.I glanced over at Yvonne and caught what I thought was the glisten of a salt track.