Mom told Hamilton, “Go see who’s there.”I didn’t pay any attention, because I figured it was probably a salesman of some sort. Hamilton opened...the door, and I could hear the voices. “Good evening, Hamilton. Are your parents home?”I swear to Christ, he actually said, “I’ll let them know you’re here,” and closed the door on whoever was there. I swiveled in my chair and looked out the picture window to see Tessa Harper and her parents standing there on the stoop. I muttered under my breath at his. She had to lean on her brother and her husband to keep from falling as she swayed gracefully back and forth and rambled on, liquor spilling from her glass to splash over her expensive dress."She's plastered!" Sally whispered to Ray, shocked. He grinned at her."Darling, she's usually plastered, from what I hear."What a shame, Sally thought, such a beautiful woman and so well kept up. She has to be past forty, but her figure is still great... is it being married to that horrible man that makes. All of which I had recognised when I had interviewed her previously.I just sat there and let her make her case.Then she changed from confident in her abilities to someone who was pleading to be spared."Please ... please ... I need this job ... my husband is out of work, and we need the income"."I will do anything to keep my job"."Anything?" I asked.'Yes ... I will do anything to stay" Erin reiterated."Stop ... stop" I told her raising my voice and holding up my hand in a stop gesture.She was. Her boobs looked quite silly then, as though she'd gotten some terrible spiral shaped implants. I wondered just what the hell these worms were doing in her boobs, and I gasped when I got my answer. It was almost imperceptible at first, the spiral shape just becoming less and less defined, but the process seemed to accelerate exponentially and in mere moments it became quite obvious that her breasts had begun to inflate like a couple of balloons. My eyes grew wide as her boobs continued to.