No text, no warning, just didn't turn up leaving her all dressed up with nowhere to go in a bar full of loud people.She felt frustrated - she had need...d this night our for a long time, to let her hair down, have some fun, catch up on gossip. She should be going home, but her big empty house was not a tempting prospect. She looked around, embarrassed, wondering how many here were thinking a guy had stood her up. Her skirt was a bit too short, her cleavage a little too low, but frankly she had. " Have you spoken with your father yet about that matter you asked me about?" No. I asked you, but I'm not going to ask him too. I don't know why you can't just help me get them. It's only so we can be safer." Shirley Mae Jones. You act like this isn't an important decision that your father should be made aware of. I won't take any steps to legitimize your actions without first having your father's full knowledge of it, and his permission. I'm already troubled by how far I've allowed this. One wall was fitted with a bookcase filled with books, not fiction buttext and reference books. He was still waiting for her to startjonesing and fully expected her to pull a stash and a fix-kit from somehidey hole but she packed everything she needed into two batteredsuitcases and one box of books."Let me get this right. I'm not under arrest but I am in custody. Ican make one phone call a day but I can't disclose my location which isimpossible because I have no fucking idea where I am being. She :tum bahut badtameez ho. Me: kyu? She: tum kya bole last mein paper ke baare. Me: kya bola? Kab? ,I knew she was talking about wat I said’kitna lucky hain paper’. She: chodo kuch nahi. Me: batao na yaar bina tension ke. hum dost hain chupane ka matlab nahi. She: kitna lucky hain paper bola na wahi. kyu bola? Me: aur kya yaar itna beautiful cheez ko itna aasaani se touch kar raha tha paper tho lucky nahi hain? She :waise kaunse beautiful cheez ko touch kar raha tha paper. Me: samay aane pe.