[jrcash]

Kyle grunted and groaned in the bathroom across the hall from the master bedroom where his wife was getting ready for there dinner they had planned that night. Kyle swore under his breath as he tried fastening his jeans again. He already went through four pairs already and this was his biggest pair. The button still seemed unable to fastened. Giving up he ran his right hand through his black slick hair and put his left hand on his protruding belly. "I need to cut back on the late night snacks." Kyle told himself as he stared at his little bump, where once was abs now sits a small mound. He began to wonder what was going on with him. First the dizzy spells, then the constant sickness he would get randomly, and lately he has been eating slightly more than usual. Trying not to think to much on it he called out for his wife. "Honey can you come here. I think you are putting the jeans in the drier too long again."