I pedaled over to the local branch of the library where I have been checking books out to further my education. I was able to get on a computer, looke...d up the phone book for my home town in Michigan, and sure enough, there was a Daniel Connor listed. There were a few more other Connors listed, but the one named Daniel was at our old address. I wrote the number down and I would call it at work tonight. I would buy one of those burner phones we sold and use it to call home.I went back home to. P. I have only met him in passing. He takes a seat and asks his daughter, “Is this what you are doing when you are playing maid for your boyfriend?”Moira blushes, but talks in the whiny voice of a teenage girl annoyed with her parents, “DAAAAD. I don’t play maid. I’m mostly his secretary. Stop trying to embarrass me.”“Oh, sorry. Play secretary then. That can’t be any better than playing maid. I can’t believe your mother agreed to this. I don’t like it one bit.”I intercede, “Mr. P, you obviously. I'd lost my appetite.I slept fitfully that night. I kept thinking about the last thing she had said to me that day when Eddie had all but killed me. As she was leaving with him she had bent over my head and whispered, "I do this for love. Goodbye, my husband. I will always adore you."I had tossed and turned as questions ran through my head. Did she mean that she had done it for her love of Eddie? Or did she mean me? Why would she say she would always adore me? Why did she call me 'my husband'?. As I already had that experience, I started to argue with her.Raju: “You want to touch my cock, press it, stroke it and lick it, but why won’t you allow me to even see your’s”Kalyani: “This is only for your uncle. I don’t want to show it to you.”Raju: “Please attha (aunty) allow me to see. I have never fucked anyone, I want to experience with a girl as beautiful as you”. I lied to her :PKalyani: “I know that you want to satisfy me, but I’m in my periods and have lot of pain there. Blood oozes.