Hmmm Heather needs to put them in a better spot. Grabbing the boxes, I went over to the cabinet by the toilet and clear some room for them. After I cl...sed the cabinet, I glanced around the bathroom. Why was there so much clean toilet paper in the trash can? Looking a bit closer, I saw some of the test had been used and it looked like it was recent. Moving the paper aside gently, I looked at the results. What I saw made my heart. All of the tests read positive. Heather was pregnant.“I meant to. “Yes”, the man said, “We are still looking for dancers.”They agreed to a meeting the next morning. City Lights was in Framingham, a thirty-mile drive from her campus in Boston, far enough that, if she decided to act, it could be done anonymously. It wasn’t exactly what you’d call upscale, City Lights was in a run-down part of town surrounded by liquor stores, check cashing places, and sorry-looking grocery stores. It was ten AM and there were only a handful of cars in the lot, Frank, the man. Let's go have a look."Matt said, "May I come along?"I said, "Sure. The more the merrier."Tracey had her laptop and used the conference room behind my desk. She connected the output to the room's screen. She went over what she had seen. It was a tropical low from Africa and moving west. It was picking up force and speed. Tracey factored in the upper atmospheric winds and the jet stream. She thought it would stay along the coast of South America before turning north and entering the Gulf. She. She did two three more time to satisfy her self. She get up and go and I still hold tool and wonder what happen. 8pm doorn nock and I open it. Standing in front a young lady not more than 20 yrs, short 5′ , bulky bosoms may be 36, half saree and petticoat. And shy smile. She say ayyai, amma ask me to clean house tonight cook food and go. I see her strong legs below her knee length petticoat, fairer than her mother. I get instant erect. I wonder how she inside. My eyes follow her dancing hips.