It was a Thursday around 9:15 pm, and I was on the couch double-checking the guest list when Ron came into the living room, picked up the remote, and ...urned on the TV as he complained. “Jeez, mom, they are at it almost every night.”“You’re not spying on them again, are you?”“No, not really, but twice this week when I opened the window to get some cooler air in the room, I caught an eye-full of them doing it. Tonight was just too much. I thought I better stay out here until they are done.”“What. Thank you.”She loosened the grip of her fist and shifted and changed it. She pulled him in close, pressing him between her breasts in an extremely weird mismatched hug, sing her hands instead of her arms to hold him close to her body. Ben could hardly breath as he was squashed between the two fleshy mountains. They were a lot more firm than they looked but still had a little give as he rubbed his hands over them. He was panicking, waving his arms around, trying to get Gwen’s attention. He did. If you worked on this, no one would put two and two together,” She suggested.“Well, sorry, Mona. There is no equation to solve. At least not for me.” I admitted.“We can give you a job with a decent income,” She offered.“I especially don’t want a government job,” I laughed.“Then what do you want?” she asked.“Look, I’m not a cop. I wouldn’t even know where to begin,” I said.“I know you are not a cop. The word I got is that you are an expediter. Someone who gets things done. Things no one else can. Nonstop arguments, Authorities being called because of alot noise and yelling Alot of suspicious movements her husband was doing like coming home late,always being defensive everytime she said something, finding bits and pieces of things that's evidence of him cheating or creeping around and she sick and tired of being sick and tired so she took some of her clothes and shoes and left. Now shes currently staying at her aunts house temporarily until she finds her own place-*Her aunt moved her in.