What's going on?" he asked, his voice matching the meaning behind his words."I'm going to stay with BF." It felt good to tell him the truth, but anymo...re of the truth and another relationship would be broken to pieces. I bit my tongue."Did you guys work things out?" Not completely, but enough for now," I replied, swallowing my tears, but I had to pinch my arm hard to keep from crying. "Let me call you tomorrow after I get settled. My bus is coming." Okay. I really miss you." I know. I do, too.. The toilet and bathroom were for common use and had been added on to the house a few years before and located on the ground floor next to the kitchen. The house had 3 bedrooms, bathroom with toilet, kitchen, and sitting room. My landlady (named Mrs. Ruth Hudson) was quiet attractive, nice firm figure, and around 45 years old and made me welcome, she had lost her husband in a building accident some time ago and together with his pension and money from paying guests she somehow managed. The house. Although we frequently spoke on the phone or texted each other it had been several months since I’d seen her; the change was dramatic. Annie’s pregnant and the difference between a couple of months and seven months came as a bit of a shock to me. Her beautiful hair was pulled back into a ponytail for ease of maintenance; her magnificent breasts had nearly doubled in size and sagged under their heavy weight and her tummy, well, her tummy was extravagant to say the very least.Annie’s hips were. We started at the beginning of the rows on the left and were going to work our way around.When Miss Amore climbed the ladder I had a pretty good view up her skirt. She had on black and purple panties to match the quick glimpse of the bra she had on. Wow! We worked our way down one side then back up the other side. We got pretty good at it and I could slide the ladder across the floor as she held onto the top of the bookcase to steady herself. Then in the third aisle Miss Amore decided to do.