She told me she understood now, that while for her boobs are justboobs, and that even though she made the choice to fill hers up withsilicone she stil... wishes they were smaller, that for me they're more,more than she will ever know. She told me again that I am crazy. ThatI am obsessed. And that she dearly loves me anyway.After talking all morning we both needed a drink, so I went to get ussome water from the kitchen. When I returned she was standing facingthe window, her bathrobe open,. Steff had never seen me without the beard and she had never seen me with hair that wasn't worn long in the Seventies hippie style although I did shorten it up some as I grew older. I had the beard when I met her and I had never shaved it off. I decided to make a few other changes, show up at her party, wait until I could catch her under the mistletoe and then give her a passionate kiss. She wouldn't know who I was until our lips met and no one else there would know it was me either. I smiled as. Wong." Dr. Phillips left the room.In two minutes he was back with the Asian doctor, who was carrying a small circular saw. "Are you ready to have your casts removed?" he asked.Rose nodded, "Very ready."In a matter of minutes, the casts were cut off."Now try standing," said the bone specialist.Unsteadily, she slid off the bed, and onto her feet."Take a few steps," Dr. Wong ordered.She did, but something didn't feel right. "This is weird," Rose muttered."Is there something wrong?" This is weird;. This area was a little far from the main road. I made her sit down on her makeshift bed and tried to calm her down“Kyu pee tum itni? Aur isse kya hoga?” (Why did you drink so much? What benefit it’ll give?)“Are sahab ek aurat ka dard jiska marad bhadwa ho aap kya samjhoge?” (Sahab, what will you understand the pain of a lady whose husband is a bastard?)She was still falling right and left. I held her shoulders. She suddenly held my body and hugged me.Me: Ye kya kar rahi ho? (What are you.