I know, I know. You want to help friends and if they need help around the house when they are laid up you give it don't you? Well the next time Janice...got home she looked rough. There were circles under her eyes and she walked gingerly. She came in and gave me a quick peck on the lips and said, 'Honey, I'm beat and really sore. Saul really worked me too hard last night and I didn't get much sleep. I need a shower then I'm going to bed."I was a little upset when I saw Janice. She was a large. Ohh, she hated her so much…! Alice pinched the bridge of her nose, and collected her thoughts as she moved up to the front door. Swinging the screen door open, she was just about to knock when her eyes fell on a little note taped to the door. Flipping its fold open with her forefinger, she gave a little smirk, and her cheeks broke into a blush once again. Here, kitty kitty. Come on it, make yourself at home. I’ll be downstairs soon. Alice pulled the note from the door and tucked it into her. How did she maintain that beautiful crease in the pants? Mine seemed to be so wrinkled. Then there were those small, heeled shoes peaking from the cuffs. So small, so exquisite... no no, I cautioned myself... this is business... money not sex.Straight to the bedroom. The long golden ray of the late afternoon sun streamed through the wooden blinds casting her trim little body in sharp relief. Highlights danced in her hair. She crossed to the window, and fixing me with her now china blue eyes. Without any thought on his part, he found himself standing under a steaming hot shower, just as he did everyday. Routine was good for him. Getting up at the same time every day, getting ready the same way, stopping at the same little store everyday, were all little ways of keeping new situations to a minimum. Meeting new people and getting into new situations was very uncomfortable for him. The only place that he could deal with new rapidly changing situations was work. Jonathan was a Med.