"Dinner smells great Rosie," I delayed again, "and so do you I might add. Is that..." She's not your girlfriend sir, is she?" she countered, a broad g...rin now pasted across her face."So, how did you do with the garden; are you ready to be appointed head gardener of the famous 'Scourie Gardens'? Do you have plans to show me?" Dinners ready sir, lets eat while it's hot and then we can talk about the garden and maybe even the pretty blond," she added, letting me know she hadn't left that. “Yes, my man, our man, has been inside that awful place for the past year and a half, more than that actually. I will be visiting him on Thanksgiving. And, he still does not know about Candace. Blake picked up the gauntlet there and has made it his business to take care of me and the baby.“When he visited Julian, he got Julian to okay me quitting work. He did so because I was pregnant and he, Blake, thought that I shouldn’t need to be working given the need of the baby to have her mother around. Faiza told her mother about love life with me. Faiza’s mother, Nushrat, was in her 70s, had white hair and wrinkles. She laughed at the thought of me loving Faiza. She said, “Faiza, some of your children are older than him. I want to see you guys kiss.”Faiza immediately came closer and kissed me. Nushrat, too, came forward and started kissing me. She was the oldest woman I had kissed. Nushrat got horny and decided to have sex with me. I was not willing to have sex with her.Just as I was about. "Jeezuz, if she only had one nerve left hidden in her body, this asshole had managed to find it and rankle her ire."Mary Ellen, look..." Call me Meg. My Dad made that name up by combining all my initials; M, E, and G" she interrupted him.John continued, "I'm sorry for whatever has you so pissed off. So let's start again with a clean slate this time. It seems you saved my life, and I'm grateful. As soon as I get out of this ... what is this, anyway? A bed? There's things sticking out of it,.