She was sorry for taking up my time and interfering with what indian I wanted to do, which was to be on the road right now, headed toward Wisconsin. If we pay attention to life, to people, to everything, if we shut our own mouths for a moment and listen to the world around us, we learn things. Today, at this moment, I learned a lot about Bonnie. I learned that the loud-mouthed, hard drinking, party animal, selfish Bonnie was nothing more than a scared little girl. A scared little girl who had always lived inside Bonnie, but was only free to exist now, because I allowed her to. I wanted Bonnie to be her true self and here she was and I was about to abandon her to pursue my interests. I learned that india I was an Alpha, but I was still young and impetuous in my own right. I couldn't leave this little girl by herself, not after she had been so brave as to embrace her true self for me. "Go get dress, my love, we have a lot to do before we can go." I said softly, holding her head to me. That was the first time used the word 'love' when addressing Bonnie and she knew it. As much as she wanted to kneel there, kissing me from cock to foot, she had her orders. She did kiss my groin a few times before smiling widely up at me and scrambling to her feet to go get ready. I brought the dufflebag back upstairs so she could add her change of clothes to it as well and we made a call out to New Mexico, hoping to get a hold of Mel or Audrey to let them know what was going on. Bonnie had to make the call, because I didn't want the lawyer answering and hearing a male voice. As homemade expected, the lawyer answered, but quickly handed the phone off to Audrey when Bonnie told her who she was. Bonnie explained, to the best of her ability, what we were doing and that we'd hope to be back Sunday night, but we'd call them when we got back or if we were held up. When Audrey told Bonnie that Mel was standing by and the coast was clear, she handed the phone off to me. I told each of them that I loved them and they quietly responded with, 'I love you too, Daddy' before hanging up. It was time for us to go. To be continued... Chapter 1 Bang the Drum Pigeons roosted in the ornate ironwork of the arched Victorian roof. Below, the morning rush hour was subsiding. A few trains sporadically disgorged flocks of office workers running late, followed bengali at a more leisurely pace by those starting a shopping day. Drum was partitioned from the rest of the concourse by tastefully embroidered waist-height banners. Named after tamil the much-copied design of Bhabhi its tables, the cafe had been a mainstay of the station since its opening in 1868, built right into the original structure. Originally serving as a meeting point and first class lounge for the upper classes, nowadays it happily catered for old money and new. Its patrons drank extortionately priced coffee and ignored the travelers milling around on the other side of the cordon. 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