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Chapter 3 by hematoma hematoma

What now?

Ask Mrs. Cleft about odd jobs

You decide that you need to earn a little extra money before you head out for the day. Mrs. Cleft has always been very generous when you helped her with a chore or yardwork. With your mind made up, you toss the newspaper at your front door and then walk merrily over to the Cleft's front door.

You knock the big brass knocker on the door and are greeted almost right away by Mrs. Cleft.

"Why Joy," she says, "I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon. What can I do for you?"

"Hi, Mrs. Cleft," you smile brightly, "My parents are out of town and I'm looking for something to do to help out around the neighborhood. You know, odd jobs, maybe earn a little extra money."

"Oh my, yes," Mrs. Cleft says, "come in, dear. I have oodles of chores you could do."

She shows you in and you admire her big posterior as you walk behind her to the kitchen. It's large, but not saggy, much like her enormous breasts.

"Have a seat," she points to a stool in the kitchen.

You hop up on the seat as she pours you a glass of orange juice.

"Thanks," you say and take a drink. "So what's up, Mrs. Cleft? What can I do to help out?"

"You are such an eager beaver, joy!" Mrs. Cleft laughs. "Well, let's see, Thomas has been putting off cleaning the pool. I have laundry I need to handle. Thomas Jr. is sick upstairs and needs someone to tend to him. Oh, and I have to do meal deliveries for the elderly and the handicapped later. That will take from about 10 to about 2 though, so you probably don't want to make that sort of commitment this early in the day."

"Hmmmm," you say and kick your legs childishly. "Let me see..."

Do you accept one of Mrs. Cleft's chores or do something else?

One of the chores or something else?

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