”I hoped that she had not been catching my attention, but gave my opinion. “Perhaps, but only a small bit, Auntie,” while I tensioned the straps...“Is this now better? turning herself in a circle.“Much so,” to appear accustomed with determinations of this nature.“Not perhaps somewhat higher?” placing my hands on her undersides.“I think you are very fine,” lifting her to a small degree, but not so much to appear overly familiar.“I am not too far apart?” using my hands to push her inward in. While she'd once weighed a svelte 120 pounds, now she was up to 200. But the worst part was the menopause. It had started around fifty and like most women; it caused Marla's periods to feel even worse. It seemed like she felt a hot flash at least three times every day. But, defying all medical logic, her periods were still continuing. Marla had looked forward to the end of menstruation, but after seven menopausal years, it still hadn't come yet. She'd seen her doctors about the problem, and. The whole family was upset at the way you were treated, she having a lot of men behind your back, stealing your money – some of us did tried to warn you, but you loved her so much, you never listened when we tried to tell you the truth. Then to divorce you and steal it almost all again! I want to say ‘sorry’, and that’s from me with all my heart.” She placed her small right hand on her left breast, emphasizing the sincerity of her words, and ignorantly or not, emphasizing the size under her. I am a real estate agent by trade and consistently one of the top two sellers in our region. I got some dirty looks from a couple of the new guys as I walked in unapologetically late but it didn’t bother me. I knew my broker wasn’t going to say a word about it. I made him way too much money. Besides we were all technically subcontractors so he couldn’t force us to show up on time. We had one discussion about my hours when I first started. He asked if I was going to be a part time agent and I.