He had in fact thanked me for making her feel happy by gifting the perfume as he was away or else she would have felt lonely as she was also pregnant....henever she would come out of her room, she would ensure she closes their bedroom door, and in case I looked at her as she passed the passage going to the kitchen or the living room, seeing me looking at her she would just show her palm, not saying hi to me, but it was a sign to let me know that he is awake and sitting on the computer or playing. She was kissing him passionately with tears running down her cheek.In a husky voice, Chuck said, “I missed you.”“I missed you.”Chuck said, “We need to stop by my house.”“Don’t worry, I straightened it up. I cleaned out your refrigerator,” Betsy said.She knew that he hadn’t expected to be gone that long and stopped by his place to make sure nothing was spoiling. Whatever food could spoil, she had taken it home so that it could be eaten. In these current times, one did not let food go to. "She was a great cook, and we had some of the apple pie she'd dropped off for desert. Susan had a good day, and now Rhonda was finished settling in. I gave Maggie a hug, and she had a tour of the finished condo before heading home. I walked into the living room, and Susan was working on some paperwork. Rhonda was in the kitchen. She said, "We can make a list of things we need for when we go shopping. I think we need some wine, and should stock up on beers, as well."I told her to make a list,. 'I bet I would get more attention for instead of panties on display there would be a bare bottom and a triangle of hair'. It was only a thought; she reached the entrance to the gallery without any mishap.She ordered a coffee and sat admiring the passing crowd for the gallery was reasonably busy. However, despite the fact she was sitting alone there was no sign of attention coming her way. 'Fuck!' she muttered to herself. 'If I don't get a fuck I'll go nutty. I'm so randy that my tits are.