." But the surgery is so easy these days, it's just outpatient. And really, it is my wish and desire that you have your own breasts."Her words shot th...ough me like a bolt, and I almost agreed right then and there. But somewhere I found an ounce of inner strength left."Can I ... Can I think about it?" I said, meekly."Of course! I'm not going to force you to do anything. Take your time."By the time I was done getting ready for work, skin care, makeup, hair, dressing, nails, etc. Janice and Jack. She told me shut up, and asked me to follow her to her home. I was thanking god. Her house was 5 min away from the park and once there, she asked me to lie on her bed. I hesitated initially but she forced me.I relented and was sitting on her bed, when i scanned the room. Her husband was in the merchant navy and she had one daughter. She was nowhere to be seen, and as I was tired I did not think much about it.She came in, without the dupatta and was holding a glass of lemon-water. I gulped it. The room she died in was, unfortunately, the master bedroom which I had to have as my bedroom since I was the master of the house now.My first few weeks in the house were fine…with the exception of the horrible nightmares and night terrors I would have every night. I’m no bitch so I put up with them and mentioned them to no one, but my sleep and my emotional well being were severely affected by what would happen every time I tried to rest my eyes in my new house. The nightmares were disgusting. 'I grabbed her a beer and brought it to her. "How are you so far?" I inquired, handing it to her."Fine, thank you. How are you, Sal?" she asked, opening it."Great, Jadia," I answered, placing my hands on the chair across from her. "I'm just hoping to meet the woman of my dreams soon as well. You never know when she might come over." True, and do you not have kids?" she pondered before taking a drink."Correct, and you?" No, but I'm open to someone putting a bun in my oven sometime. It is quite.