It was just busy work. So now Rosie is no more than a basic secretary, returning calls and going on lunch meetings and sales pitches as a quiet observ...r and getting over paid for it. The old man isn’t crazy though, Bob knew he had to teach her something of value. This wasn’t all fun and games. He started to coach her in her office demeanor and how she presents herself. He told her that sales aren’t about the product; it’s about selling something else. This was an awkward subject for him but he. I had loved her anyways. Then she had injected my beauty-enhancing formula into her thigh and transformed into a bimbo. “He’s a man. He’ll think with his cock.”“How can he think with his cock?” asked Nicole, her body pressed into Alice’s back. Nicole was brunette with wide eyes and pouty lips. “I thought our minds were in our heads. Is it different for men? Is that why the tip of your dicks are spongy. Brains are spongy, right?”“It’s a metaphor, sweetie,” Alice said. Right now, she had her full. Mane fir sab ko dhundna shru keyaa sabse phle mane Suresh ka Thapo keya fir thodi dare bad mane Remaa ko bhe dhund nikala or fir ghar ke sare kamre me Mohan or Riya ko dhundne laga Suresh ka ghar kafi bada hone ke karan mujhe unhe dhundne me bohat dikat how rahe the pata nahe woo dono kah jaakar chup gayee theee unhe dhundte dhundete mujhe Takriban 1ek ghanta how gaya tha par wo dono mujhe mill he nahe rahe thee fir mane Suresh or Rema ko bhe kah ke unko dhundne me mare madat kare fir hum teeno. That's almost 10 inches ... accompanied by outgassing (bubbles) and a noticeable drop in local sea level.The Cascade Arc of volcanoes were pooting and poofing a little more regularly and the forest was yellowing like mad. Fishing in the neighborhood sucked and boats needed painting ... the high acidity of the water was doing terrible things to both the fisheries and the boats. There was a pervading smell of crude oil.Lung cancer was up and the abandoned Nuclear Facility storage tanks at Hanford.