“If it’s not trashed or smoked up...”“Yep. Price is everything...”“Price ain’t everything. I can’t live with the smell of cigarette sm...ke. I can do clutter and trash and such. That trailer? A day, max, and it’s spic and span. But if it belonged to smokers, there’s no way to get that stench out...”So we stopped.“Mister Benning,” the lady said. “Old retired guy. Lived here for the last six months. Had a boat. Loved his fishing. Heart attack.”“Oh,” I said. “Life craps, sometimes.”She smiled a wan. "Do you think Will left me because my boobs are too small?" I asked without thinking.She turned to me and smiled. "V (she was the only one who ever called me V), don't worry about Will. He was just an ass," I know but maybe it's my boobs. Maybe if they were bigger, he would have stayed..."She sat down next to me. "V, don't worry about Will. You're a sweet, beautiful, girl. You'll find someone better than Will. And to be honest, your boobs are fantastic, even if they are small. It gives them a. Sounded like she was getting strangled or something. My thoughts were racing. I silently entered the house and made my way to the stairs. Inside the noises were louder. There was a trail of the bitches clothes up the stairs. On step one,her shoe.Step two a stocking quickly followed by another,then her bra,panties and a pair of mens trousers. As i reached the landing I could now hear the mans voice loud and clear. ‘You fucking whore’,he was saying,but his voice sounded strained as if he was out. You are looking great. I'm going to clean up. I'll meet you in the kitchen. Thanks for packing up all the food last night. I think Tom and Cynthia are planning breakfast. We have a mob. There are 36 of us.Oh! That warm shower felt great. I am glad we had a hand shower. Besides feeling great, it really cleaned those private areas nicely. I pity the last few people to shower. They might get cold. I dried off and headed back to the kitchen. Maria and Zeth were now in the land of the living.Last.