About 10 minutes later she heard a knock. "Come on in." Angela came in. "Hey sweetey, how was the operation?!?" "Great great, the scars are almost...healed." They went on with their chit chat for a while and Angela asked her to take her shirt and bra off. She slowly proceeded to feel her breasts and examine the scars. "Wow you healed really well." She went on for another few minutes and then said. "So what's up sweetey, you know that your appointment isn't until tomorrow...right?." "Yeah. Appozhuthu enaku sunnni natukichu, en sunni paarthale viraithu irupathu therigirathu. Pant ooramaaga sunni viraithu therinthathu, auntyum en sunni viraithu irupathai paarthaal.Aunty idam soodaga irukirathu paal endren, udane aval vaangi athai kudithu paarthu nandraaga thaane irukirathu endru solinaal. Athan pinbu naan ethum pesamal avalaiye paarthukondu irunthen, aunty udane glass table meethu vaithu vitu en kanathai pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seithaal. Naanum auntyai kiss adithu ithazhai sappi. ’ ‘I see.’ Sofia searched through the haze of memories, trying to recall what she heard him say or thought she heard him say. She frowned, remembering the sound of that name, Killikrates. She remembered a tall, important man visiting her parents when she was a very small child and could run and play and entertain the grownups without rebuke. A man who gave her a comb, who said it went with her hair. A comb of the same style as those laid out for her use now. There had to be a connection.. It felt even stranger a few moments later,when Naomi returned with a small box and pulled out a set of what shejokingly referred to as 'chicken fillets', but what I identified as being'fake breasts'.They were modest in size, only a B or a C cup at a guess, but aftersecuring them into my bra, I had the little bit of cleavage Naomi hadbeen looking for. I thought it slightly odd that Naomi might have these'chicken fillets' stored away in the shop for emergencies too, but Ididn't raise the.