James was lying on the bed in a pair of cottonpinstripe Pajama bottoms. I tried to walk as sexy as I could and gotinto bed with him. We made love and ...ell asleep in each others armsI woke up late the next morning and James was not in bed I heardfootsteps and he walkied into the master bedroom holding a tray 2 cupsof coffee and the morning paper. He put the tray down and kissed me andtold me that it was Consuela's day off and he wanted to pamper me today.He explained that he wanted to take me to. I'm fine. Just out of breath. Don't read something into it that isn't there." I'm not, Mr. Carl. But I've seen things like this before, and nothing good came of it." And what was it you saw, Jessie?" You're acting the same way Old Man Wilson did three years ago." John Wilson?"'Yes, sir. The same man. I was with him once when he was out of breath and he ended up having a heart attack. It eventually killed him, too, sir." I remember how he died, Jessie. But you don't need to worry about anything.. Those clothes are wet. She's beyond making her own body heat, if we don't warm her up, she'll die. There's no bath in here, she can't stand under the shower and there's no way we can drive in this weather. You got a better idea?"Tim blinked, and then quickly began unbuttoning his shirt. Mike was right. Her skin was icily cold.By the time Mike had her sodden clothes off; Tim was lying in the bed, clad only in his underwear. He gently took the woman, also only in bra and knickers, laying her. But it would just take her forever to heal and we all had forever. Except ours would be longer than theirs. But that was a whole other story. We looked at each other in sheer amazement and amusement and I commented a wise crack. 'I bet her bra doesn't fit anymore. She needs bigger cups.' He chuckled and gave me a good natured back slap and we knew we were done. Time could be getting short. 'We'd better get a move on before any others arrive.' I suggested. .