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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

“Like a turkey… laid out on the table for everyone to see?” you ask incredulously.

“Yeah… is it too much? I knew it was too much… I’m sorry I asked honey.” Rachel turns her head, blushing furiously. Her cheeks and chest look like she was just boiled in hot oil they are so red.

“Well… look… you do everything around this place… cook, clean, wash the clothes do the dishes, watch the boys, and make most of the money with your job. So… okay! If this is what you want, this is what you get babe! I’ll totally support you!” you say, totally weirded out, but trying not to show it.

It must have worked because Rachel’s face brightens up and she hugs you tightly, placing kisses all over your face.

“Oh Ross! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You don’t know what this means to me!” Rachel says and practically prances off.

“Oh Rachel! Do you remember we invited your boss this year… is this going to be okay?” you ask in alarm. You know your family can’t afford to lose her job because she makes too much money and you make too little.

“Oh yeah… he’s a perfect gentleman, but I know he’d jump at the chance to see me naked and stuffed!” Rachel says lightheartedly and walks off. Grabbing her purse she heads out saying she has to go get a Brazilian… or something.

She returns after a few hours looking pink and well scrubbed. She’s also struggling with a gigantic metal platter big enough for her to kneel on if she had her legs folded under her and her arms folded into her sides.

“So excited!” Rachel says and bounces upstairs to her office to return to work.