Shortly, Mrs Adams answered the door. She was a little shorter than Julie and definitely heavier. She looked to be in her late 30’s or possibly earl... 40’s.“Good morning, I’m your neighbor, Jim Thompson,” I told her, with a smile.“Morning,” she replied, “what do you want?”“Your daughter, Julie, came to my home last night looking for help. I took her to a shelter, but she asked if I would also pick up her things and hold them till she gets settled.”“You’re welcome to everything in that slut’s. “Aunty?!” Sangeeta laughed, “How old do you think I am?” she asked.“Umm… maybe, 25?” I said. She actually looked like she was in her 30’s but I was being polite.“Really?” She said, getting self concious and adjusting her peach colored, sleeveless nighty. “Oh, I don’t look that young!” she said, slapping me lightly on my thighs.“Really aunty, you don’t look a day older than 25.” I said, a little more confident this time.Sangeeta blushed and brought the teacup to her lips to cover her tomato red. So very cold, like he had jumped into the icy waters of the deep ocean. He had a funny taste in his mouth and he could hear someone singing.No, not someone, Kim.It was his Kim singing to him. But why was she singing so funny, and why was he so cold?Finally Neil managed to open his eyes and the first thing he felt was raw pain. Like every fiber of his body was broken and he could feel life slipping away from him.His mouth was wet and tasted odd.Tasted like blood.Then it started to comeback to. Or, we can go to your favorite juke joint. I’d like to have all of us there. We don’t love independently, but if you want to be alone, I’m sure it can be arranged. Your call. Look, here’s the bottom line. You are gorgeous. If you don’t feel that way around a man you’re seeing, I agree with Natasha. Find another guy. You deserve better, unless you’re a stone cold hateful bitch and an ice cube in the sack. I doubt if either of those is true. You’ve been super sweet to me, and you have a body to.