I can see why you always choose to sleep in the nude." He slipped his pants off, then straightening, he stood before her in just his under shorts. He ...eached for the waistband on them, when she grabbed his hand."Ah, I don't think that's a wise idea, Bas." Her cheeks reddened."Is something wrong, chhetri?" I can't ... you can't sleep like that with me. I understand you feel the need to keep an eye on me, but I've never slept next to a nude man before."He watched as a rosy blush crossed her. ‘Yes, Doctor,’ Elizabeth said, a hopeful look coming over her face. The doctor made an effort at a smile. ‘He’s out of surgery. The bullet’s been removed, and the bleeding has all been stopped.’ ‘Will he be okay?’ The doctor nodded. ‘He should make a full recovery.’ ‘What happened to him?’ The doctor shook her head. ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t really tell you more unless he or a family member consents.’ ‘Where is he now?’ ‘Post-op recovery. He’ll be there for at least a day.’ ‘When can I–we–see. "What do you think of this handsome littledevil?" she asked."He's gorgeous." Carl said as he felt himself get a hard on. Hequickly moved his purse to his lap as his friends got up and startedto walk away."Coming?" Heather asked."In a minute." Carl giggled girlishly. "I just remembered somethingI need to do first." He watched the girls shrug their shoulders andhead to class while he headed to the library and got his new booksbefore going to his first class. "Shouldn't you be in class?" The. I had to teach him, slowly and carefully. He trusted me completely. I trusted him too.Don’t think John was the perfect husband. He wasn’t. His duty to his regiment came even before me – always. He would go where he was sent. He was the sort of officer who led from the front. ‘Follow me, do what I do’ was his style of leadership. That meant he was often the first to come under fire, the first to be shot or blown up. I spent many months of our marriage patching up or nursing the wounded hero.