But the 'spell' was broken coz at that moment a customer knocked on the window pane in the shop door mouthing 'Aint ya open yet,come on Mr.Singh'. Mr....ingh handed over the newspaper sack & said he'd see me later & to come out the back for my money.Funny,he normally just paid me outa the till!So off I went on my paper round,all the while wondering what Mr.Singh's knob looked like,if he was uncut like me,how big his balls were & how much he spunked.I think I must've done that day's round in. She wanted to tell the doctors this, but her voice, her sweet melodious voice, didn't seem to work anymore and all that came out were croaks. The nurses gave her water to drink and it helped her throat some, but her voice didn't sound the same. It just wasn't right and May couldn't figure out why in her drug-induced state of calm and reduced pain.When the drugs were reduced, so she could think again, the pain, the eternal pain, returned - white hot and with a vengeance. And so May went along. "Okay girls, now do as I do. Lift your leg up to the bar, while you areholding onto to the bar with your left hand." Everyone kind of strugglesand I just do as she does as I stand there. The only thing I can thinkabout is that I wish I went potty before we left home.Speaking of going potty, I see a girl on the other side of the line startto squat down a little like she is peeing in her diaper. I giggle alittle and watch the girl and notice Ms. Jauques see her squatting andstarts walking up to. He agreed and I left, but I pulled the car around back and went in threw the back door that you couldn’t see from the kitchen. As I looked around the corner, I heard Sherry tell Robert, “Why don’t we dance in the living room while we’re waiting for him to get back?” “Yeh, sure”, Robert answers, and my wife puts on a mixed disc, but the very first song has words by Lil Wayne:Put that pussy in my face you, It goes P-U-S-S-Y because,It's the reason I am alive, Mama I need just to surviveIt's like.