What’s the point of simply living for the sake of satisfying others when you don’t feel happy? She knew many who pretend to be righteous, who woul... be ready to point fingers and blame others.But they were cowards who wished others to fail because they lacked the courage to follow their hearts. She vowed never to be one of them. She looked at Siddharth, who was still standing graciously in front of her. “I want to ask you something directly, and I want a direct answer.”“Sure. Go ahead,” he. “I’ll get it; I’m desperate,” she said. I nodded for her to go ahead.“You can pour me one too,” I said, to her retreating backside.“Okay,” she said. She was back and handing me my cup in a little under a minute and a half.“I bought them,” I said, in answer to her questioning look relating to the Denny’s cups I’d gotten for three bucks each at my favorite local diner. She nodded and smiled.“Well good. I was afraid you’d stolen them,” she said. She was clearly kidding; well, I thought that she. To the big bad outside world we were a father and loving daughter, but behind our green painted house door, we were free spirits enjoying our little secrets, yes daddy had lots more than I did, but I was learning that some of his inspired me, they involved me, and excited me, but most of all, they pleased him, and for that reason alone I gave my heart to them.'Can I join you daddy, I feel I need to scrub-up too'. He smiled as I asked him, I knew it would please him, when you live in close. I asked for her age and phone number. But she didnt reply. We went to the principals room and collected her information. She was newly married and was only 26. I got her phone number, that night i texted her that im aldrin. Then she called me back and asked how i got the number. That day onwards i used to call her and talk with her. One day i asked about her husband and she replied he is abroad.In the class i used to flirt with her. We started sharing more of our personal information. Later we.