Meera: This is Gowri. I met her during my trip this week to Madurai. She was residing next to my mom’s place. Her husband just passed away in a fact...ry accident. She has no one left. I brought her here so that she can work as a maid at your place.Meera aunty gave both of us a smile. Gowri’s face was filled with sadness and emptiness. I was unsure what to do. But Vasanthi spoke sensing my silence.Vasanthi: Of course, Meera. She can work here. She looks lovely. It’s going to be great to have some. Mo...,” Brad began to yell Mom loudly, but Abby cut him off, covering his mouth with her hand.“Shush ... I don’t want you to ask them that!” She whispered.“Do you listen to country music?” She asked, changing the subject.“No, I don’t. Mom and Laura used to in the 90s. They must have had over 100 CDs of different singers.“Same here, my mom and I would sing along to all Shania Twain’s stuff, but I prefer modern pop and rock.”“Same with me.”Abby had said, I love you, to Brad, but he didn’t reply. .. yeah, I think she's right." She turned to him. "Do you have a razor I can borrow?"Bob thought about the Shick Velvet Glide he used every day on his face. With a new blade it would be good for what she was talking about. But, could he ever shave his face with the same razor she used to shave her ... pussy? If he tried he'd probably rip himself to shreds, just thinking about it."I've probably got something" he mumbled.She stood, facing him, in her transparent suit. He finally figured out she. While we sat at the bar, two young guys walked up and stood behind us. They each had a drink in their hand, and their eyes were all over Vicki and Deb. I laughed inside when I overheard one of them say, “I’d only last thirty-seconds in either of them,” and the other guy said, “Me too.” Well, Vicki also overheard them. She quickly turned around and said to both of them, “Thirty-seconds huh – Well let me know when you two have a spare minute and I’ll take care of both of you.” Now I had a good.