"Alexandra opened the clap again and let it flow for a few seconds. She squeezed the tube closed for a few seconds. She opened the tube again and let ...he water finish flowing into her friend. Alexandra closed the clamp and removed the nozzle from her friend. "I want you to roll over onto your back so I can massage your stomach Muriel." okay."Muriel rolled over and exposed her lower half. She said nothing as Alexandra's hands went to her stomach. Her hands were soft on her friends body as she. She also acted as hostess to the stream of visitors coming to see how the new mother was and to admire the progress of little Thomas. And when there were no visitors and she had no chores to attend to, she would lay on the bed next to Charlotte, holding her close, admiring the stomach which had so recently swollen so monstrously, and showed clear signs of the stretching, the swollen breasts and the lactating nipples, and Charlotte’s sad plaintive smiles as they lay hand in hand on the bed. Much. She stopped and actually looked down before looking up and into my eyes. I had a really hinky feeling.“That bad,” I said. I’d been feeling kinda feverish, warm. I was real worried.“Mister Clausen. You saved three people’s lives. They would definitely have been killed without your intervention,” she said. I relaxed. She was going to give me the hero’s speech. I really didn’t give a damn about that. I wanted to know about me. I was in the freakin’ hospital. And, so far nobody had told me much. Victor came back into the living room. He had changed from his dresspants and button-down into his khakis and a thick t-shirt. God, he lookedcomfortable. Clean, crisp t-shirts looked so good on his buff physique. Ihad forgotten he kept a supply in my guest bathroom closet. His smile wasdisarming as he handed me a new wineglass waiting for my lip prints todecorate its edge."Are you hungry?" he asked."No, I'm enjoying the wine," I answered.And I was; my cheeks were feeling warm. I was getting a.