“Holy shit, now we'll be fucking roommates now,” Jeanette said. “Yes, something like that. My mom kicked me out, and your dad invited me to move...in with you two,” I replied. Then Jeanette gave me a big hug. She felt bad for me and her being my best friend, how could she not? She felt my stomach once again. “Well you'll at least let me be the godmother right?” Jeanette asked. “Well it's wide open right now, and you are running unopposed. So I gotta say it's looking really good for you right. The days passed by. I always used to be with her while working, so that I could see her cleavage. She used to wear a nighty and sometimes worked wearing a saree. She didn’t wear a bra. So, when she bent over I could see her boobs.So, I spent time with her while she was working and used to talk to her. She used to work until evening and goes to her house after that. This continued for a while. My parents used to tell her to do.Once during a special occasion, we used to take a special oil bath. There was a sparkle of flashes like a million fireflies that jumped through my line of sight, as the world grew black for a second. My heart raced like I had just run a mile at top speed, and I thought surely it would escape my chest. I screamed, and I creamed like a cheap XXX movie whore. I let go and just lay back on the bed, my knees still held above my head and my arms strung through the crook in my knees. The cucumber was still inserted as far as it could go. I just loved the feeling of. . said I'm headed straight for a heart attack if I don't slow down and take things easy. Fact is, that's why I stopped by."Ray Denham had a sudden premonition that something might be wrong, just from the way Blodgett's guileless blue eyes were roving over the shelves of pharmaceuticals and avoiding his face."It looks like I have to think about retiring long before I'm sixty-five," the older man continued, "or sort of semi-retiring ... I'm only going to keep hold of the properties that'll work.