I couldn’t able to wait for 30mins. I feel 30mins is moving too slow.Finally bus came we get into the bus, the bus started & I’m waiting for my ti...e to fuck. She told “I am going to sleep; don’t wake me up until we reach Bangalore”. We didn’t talk about sex topic before so I couldn’t able to ask her directly. I told OK to her.After one hour, I started my job, slowly put my hand on her stomach no reaction. Slowly I moved to her 30 size breast. She was in deep sleep (acting). I took one bed sheet. I didn't see her on any of my very irregular visits home, but Olivia did go over to her grandmother's house a few times to visit, and we did speak together a few times on the phone. She was doing 'better' and trying to get her life straight. She was back at the local Junior College and hoping to get a better job as a secretary or something in business after graduation in a year or two.I wished her well and offered her a little financial assistance if she would accept it, which she gratefully. The yellow strips skipping under her headlights. She pushed the tape of Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here into the tape deck and glanced back at The Professor, hoping he was asleep and wouldn’t hear the music being played. She hummed along softly, looking at the signs as they passed – wondering why they were traveling into Indiana. However, she learned not to question The Prof – learned to follow his word and the word of the Great Lord Set. She frowned softly once more, why did he find me? Why. Jimmy didn’t respond. Ora shrugged the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall around her feet, and stood naked in front of him. Her eyes pleading with him to take her one more time, she couldn’t find a voice to say a single word. Jim didn’t blink. ‘Momma?’ Ora felt a tiny body pressing against her bare leg and looked down to see Audrey, dressed in her best little dress, the one so lovingly sewn by her Grandma. Big blue eyes, Bradey blue eyes, looked up behind yellow curls that fell all over.