Mom’s talked about taking up a lot of different foods but never turkey. I mean, really, a giant bird like a turkey? Holidays are when we go all ethn...c and shit. Somebody might bring a turkey, but probably more stuff you’d never recognize. I think we’ll be more likely to have tamales than turkey. Can you believe it?”Tamales. Sure, why not, though Mel was more used to thinking of tamales as a Christmas treat than the main course for Thanksgiving. The previous year he and Nick had dined at Bill’s. I’ve beenworking for Susan six weeks now, and this is her firstmale patient.“Excuse me,” I lower my voice to speak more discretely.“I don’t think you understand. You see, Doctor Polichvichis a plastic surgeon who specializes in the femalebreast. You know, like breast enlargement, reduction, orplastic surgery after a mastectomy. This is heroutpatient office.”He smiles back at me. It is a beautiful smile. I onlywished it belonged to a brighter guy. But then I. She wanted to make a good impression and guarantee herslf the job.She had seen the ad in the local paper for a temp postition and was in desperate need of money and had subconsiously decided to do what ever it takes then and there to do just that.As she briskly walked her long golden blonde hair brushed across her hard perky breasts on her way upstairs to the front door.Her petite cleavage was out there and was a sight to be admired.There was a horny oversexed guy sitting on a chair talking. It was more like she just was not interested. The woman I had thought my age turned out to be ten years older. She had her son Danny who was fourteen and a daughter thirteen.. She came flying down the stairs and did not try to make any denials. “Please,” she asked, “you aren’t going to make any trouble for us are you?”I looked at Lacey and asked, “What do you think, sweetheart?”“Well, he is kind of cute and his sister isn’t ugly.” She grinned at me.“We would be the last people to make you any.