"Yes, I'm fine. I just want my boyfriend to be happy. I need to go see him now." as she goes to leave. This is how she's been lately, just distant, al...ways eager to get back to him. Like a lost puppy.It's weird though, when she turns around I see her ear through a part in her hair. It looks like she has something coming out of it. I stop her. "Maude, wait. What's that in your ear?" as I brush her hair aside.There's no mistaking it. She has the end of what looks like a worm coming out of her ear,. It jolted her and she looked over at him. Maybe guilt or shame coloured her cheeks but she felt her blush spread across her face. Like a guilty school girl, caught behind the bike sheds with some young man’s hand in her knickers.He walked across the shop to her. Bill was a little older then her and a calm controlled man whose wife had died some years ago. He had the most intense eyes which seemed to hold her gaze just a little too long. He didn’t make her feel uncomfortable but she felt like he. She told me that this will be done in 3 measurements. Over bust, bust and under bust. I first measured over bust and when I was about to come to the bust, I brushed my hands on her bosom and I immediately apologized to her.She said it was okay, and mistakes don’t happen on purpose? Or did you do it on purpose? And giggled… I pinched her left boob very hardly and simultaneously I pressed her right boob with my left hand, she shouted and I ran away as soon as she shouted. She started chasing me.. Blah blah...accept my apology" I smiled because he apologized and because the scar on his face from yesterday made him look uglier. I didn’t want him having all the fun while I am in the car."Whatever...I am still leaving if he says ANYTHING" I said and threw the keys back on table. I went back to the couch and sat down. Bruce followed me and took a seat few spaces next to me. Amanda walked back to Jessica and they started talking again. Either of us said anything and Bruce was the first one to.