<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg452738#msg452738">Quote from: SubmissiveMia on 22-10-2007, 16:12:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mia just gave him a coy smile not trying to point out her small victory, she had a feeling she wouldn't be able to savour it very long if she tried to point it out too wall. She loved the man, loved him just as any daughter would love her father but yet... it was different. The change had come as she got older and had begun to... change, hit puberty. Of course she had never talked with him about it but her fantasies she had when it got dark and she was alone involved him... from time to time... No she would never really think Mordechai as her father, that period had passed.<br/><br/>As they got closer to the Big Apple Mia couldn't keep herself from starting at it through the window pressing her nose hard against the cold surface. She had seen New York on pictures, read about it but regardless of which experiencing the place first hand... and as she got off she was already starting at everything trying to get as much of it in as she could.<br/><br/>"<em>Listen carefully now, Mia. I know the city will feel like it's filled with wonders, and in a way I can relate. But I need you to be on your toes and never leave my side, ok? There are things you never read about in the papers, and many of them makes their home here in this city.</em>" <br/><br/>Mia nodded. "Yes Sir." Was all she said to him. She immediatly did what he said, his teaching taking over and she begun to walk and act more as she should... even if she still peeked as good as she could. Well outside the station the cold hit her and before he had time to tell her she held her coat hard around her. The wind seemed to blow through her and her coat seemed unable to keep her warm regardless what she did. Not long after she was struggling to keep herself from shiver.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mordechai walked in silence for awhile, deep in thought. Had he done the right thing by bringing her here? She was as ready as she'd ever be, he'd seen to that, but would it be enough? She was sort of born into the buisness, but was she cut out for it? You didn't get second chances in his line of work...<br/>A shiver ran down his spine. He had learned to trust his instincts, and something was up. He caught a glance of two men following them at a distance. Already? Or was it just coincidence?<br/>"So Mia...tell me, what do you see?" he asked as he discretly picked up their pace.