I know you very, very well. I've been watching you, learning your schedule, from afar, just waiting for the chance to bring you home. You almost caugh... me once, when I took the key from under your door and went into your room, just to get a whiff of your panties. You came home early, and noticed the door was unlocked, remember? But you didn't ever see me slip out the back. You never saw me monitoring your house or following you to work or to class. And now here we are. You're finally mine.” He. I drove to my mother's home; she was all excited to see me. We hugged andhad a great dinner my first night there. After dinner I let the bombdrop."Mom, I have a problem and I need your help," I said. I explained mydisease and what my doctor said. She was concerned but seemed supportiveof my problem. She then asked me to show her my chest.I was nervous as I took my two shirts and a t-shirt off. She saw mybreasts and was amazed at how developed I was. We talked about thedisease and said she would. Some of his friends would look at me, and I could see, or thought I could see, the knowledge in their eyes. Musawri was bragging. I just knew it. He loved to brag and what better to brag about to his sexist, bigoted friends, than a wife he could make scream?"When he filed for divorce, I thought it was all behind us. I imagined he gave his father what he wanted, and he would forget all about me. When the lawyers tried to settle, he went ballistic, calling me every dirty name you've ever heard. He was too busy running his eyes down the lush contours of what lay beneath the too-tight-fitting jumper she wore. Oh my, that state-of-the-art ass... "Hello? I don't believe you've been paying attention to what I'm saying." Her smile had faded, and there was a nasty gleam in her eye."Excuse me. I've had a long day, your regional manager just finished blowing me off, and now the best-looking woman on the exhibit floor is making like I'm the world's biggest jerk. Maybe I'd better be on my way.".