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Anthony spilled the MetRx powder all over the kitchen. Tiffany ran from the living room.

“Look what you’ve done, all over my fruit salad!” Tiffany said, straightening her blouse when she stood up. Since she’d gotten the enlargement, she’d been having difficulty with the old blouses. But they couldn’t afford new clothing anymore.

“Hey, bubbles, you clean it up for me. I have to head out to the gym,” Anthony said, leaning down gently. He didn’t want to pull a muscle today. “I’m meeting up with Rocko. Today’s pecs and glutes day.”

“Be back by five o’clock. We’re going to my mother’s for dinner this evening. And then we’ve got our massages at eight tonight.”

Anthony sighed, scratched his forehead, and looked around for a moment. “Ah, not sure I can go tonight, honey. I’ll have to do an hour recovery when I get home. Tomorrow’s biceps and lats.”

“But it’s my mother’s sixtieth birthday, and you promised.” Tiffany looked as though he’d just slapped her.

“I really need to keep my priorities straight here, Tiffany.”