But his thick spectacles, a receding hairline and his short and portly figure made him look as if it was his retirement that was around the corner. Wi...h hardly any physical extertion ever but for his post-dinner fifteen minute walks around the house, these days Barun found that even climbing the stairs to his study would leave him short of breath.The only interests that Barun had apart from his work were reading newspapers, magazines and possibly sometimes watching television – mainly the news. She walked to the other side of the room to continue cleaning, but still checking him out as he stood there. "Damn, he has a nice ass." She thought to herself as she was checking it out. But then she realized that she had been staring too long, she glanced up, and Brad was looking at her smiling knowingly. They both laughed. "Hi, I am Brad." “Hello, Brad, I am Janine." "I haven't seen you here before, Janine.” “I only work weekends here; I work at an employment agency during the week." "Oh? Can. But in hisnew-found condition this was a looong way.In a minute or so her pondering expression and the slightly-noticeablevertical crease just above her nose made him halt his advances and ask her ifeverything was all right. He suddenly realized that her hand was on his butt,inquisitively groping it as though trying to figure out what it was thatchanged the recognizable and intimate solidity of the terrain under hisshorts.John suddenly pulled away and pushed her to her feet. "So Jenny, tell me. The sound of his voice made me quiver inside. ‘I know…’ ‘But I know you’ve been neglecting your music, so I’m willing to give you more time.’ ‘Thank you, Olu. I suppose I should practice when you’re away, like I used to. Anyway, I don’t think that Dad will want me to go on too many more digs, what with me getting sick.’ He just looked at me for a moment, his dark face turning from an unreadable look to an expression of tenderness. ‘How are you feeling?’ ‘Oh… I’m feeling much better, thank you.’.