Please don’t tell anyone!Sneha: You are a pervert! Just me sitting here with you gave you an erection!Ajay: I am not a pervert, believe me! I don’... know what happened. It’s been like this since morning. Please, I beg you don’t tell anyoneSneha: Ok, well if you don’t want me to tell people about this, you will be doing my assignmentAjay: Sure.Sneha: Well, since that’s dealt with, what are you gonna do with your boner? If you don’t get it down, people will think I had something to do with. Her dark black skin issurprisingly wrinkle free due to all of the weight that she put on. Some of the oldertenants that know her well, say that all of her weight gain is from the past twoyears since she was put on a new medication.Mrs. Beauchamp is not a pretty lady. She wears her gray curly hair cropped close toher scalp and her round head reminds me of a basket ball. She does not have anyteeth in her mouth and social security does not pay her enough to get dentures.One time she hugged me when. Who’s not worth it?”“The ramblings of a mad woman.” I replied, gesturing for him to sit. My eyes ran across his figure as he made himself comfortable. His body was lean and well-toned.I looked at his face. Smooth yet lined. A puckering across the forehead, the jawline. He had interesting lips. It bowed just a little too deeply in the middle. I looked up to see his eyes. He had really beautiful eyes – spaced perfectly apart, symmetrical with a strong brow.“Oh.”Mads maintained the eye contact,. Actually, she had the finest exotic act in the country for a short time and then quit to get married. Her name is Jennifer Clifford Chapman. She's the daughter of the fourth richest man in the country and married to the son of the ninth or tenth richest man. They live in Chicago. Jen is a Phi Beta Kappa in history from Princeton and has her doctorate in political science from UCLA. She's also one of the nicest, most beautiful girls it has ever been my good fortune to meet. Interested?"Jan.