clothes back on. Wendy put her shorts and her new bra on. "Boy, that's quite an industrial bra you've got there. How does it feel to have some real hooters?" "You know, as much as I've always wished for them, they can be a real pain. It's like there's this weight pulling me forward and down all the time. Of course, my huge ass belly adds to it." She left her shirt where I'd dropped it and went over to my closet. She dug through and picked up one of the shirts that was a little too small for me but I hadn't gotten around to throwing out. It covered her stomach fine but the shoulders came out about two inches past hers. "That's better. Let's go." "Can you still fit in your Miata?" "So far. I know it's going to get tougher to get in and out pretty soon." I gave her directions to the waterbed store. I guess I'm a relic of sorts. I remember the old days when each mall would have a huge store that sold waterbeds and lava lamps and smelled of incense. And for some reason, they sold cigarette papers and alligator clips. This guy had been there forever. Next to the laundromat, just below the freeway entrance. Wendy didn't see any of that. She saw the In-N-Out on the other side of the laundromat. "I want one. I want one." We'd been to In-N-Out once before, the night I picked her up. She looked like she'd walked to California from Texas. He clothes were torn and dirty, she was way past skinny; scrawny would be a better description. They make the best burgers around and it was our first stop after I picked her up. She got a Double-Double, fries and a strawberry shake. We parked the car and walked over to the window. There was usually a shitload of cars in each drive-thru lane so the window was faster. We ordered what she got last time, I got a Double-Double and chocolate shake. We got our food and decided to sit at one of the tables rather than take it in the store. Eating in her car was forbidden. Wendy went for the shake and couldn't get the fries down quick enough. Two bites and she pushed the hamburger aside. "We should have gotten you a six by six." "What's a six by six?" "Six hamburger slices, six cheese." "Wow. I wouldn't even be able to get that in my mouth. Do they really make that?" "I've heard they'll make a 12 by 12. High School kids make bets on who can eat the biggest one. I imagine they'll make one as large as you want if you're willing to pay for it." I finished up her burger and we walked over to the waterbed store. The guy inside was about my age. I saw one waterbed on display. All the rest of the frames I saw had standard mattresses in them. The one I noticed had three prices for different sizes. The low price was $499. "I've got a California King and need a new mattress. I found some water in the liner yesterday." He looked at me like I was sent by God. I guess there aren't many of us left. "Do you want standard or waveless." "I've used standard all my life. That'll be fine." "I've got one with a 2 year guaranty, another that's more sturdy that has ten years." "How much are we talking?" "The basic is $69.99, the deluxe is $99.99." I'd paid either $59.99 or $69.99 almost 20 years ago. I decided to take the deluxe. I got the algaecide (6 month, 1 year or permanent? - permanent) and the bill came to $115 with tax. And people were spending $500 on mattresses to fill their frames. We pulled out of the lot and I told Wendy to make a left turn. "I thought your house was up that way." "We're not going to my house yet." "Where are we going?" "You'll see when we get there." "I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me where first." "OK." "Well go on, tell me." "No." "You dweeb." She stuck her tongue out and made the left turn. We got to the San Bernardino freeway and I had her go west. We got off a few exits up and worked our way over to the West Covina Mall. Well, it used to be the West Covina Mall. Now it was Westfield Shopping Town. Just like another 50 or so Westfield Shopping Towns