He ran his hand upand down her flat stomach, marveling how little she hadphysically changed, and how incredibly desirable shewas to him even still. Sh... moaned slightly as his handstraveled over her bare skin, wanting to shed all herclothes immediately to allow him access to every partof her. She grabbed his shirt and yanked it over his head. Itwas like a frenzy, they started ripping and grabbingoff each other’s clothing as fast as possible. Withinminutes they were each naked, tangled. .. “We’ll be waiting for you in the doorway - naked ... Hurry Babe.”“Julia, you need to start saying Babe no matter who or where. That was so natural coming from you, and Mom will hug your neck as soon as she gets here, then tell you to call her Babe each time you say hello, or goodbye to her.”“YOU INSPIRE ME! You make me want to love my friends and even reach out to those who have no friends.”“It’s not me. It is YOU, and now you have the love of your friends to make it happen the way you see. ‘Here’s my card,’ which he gave to me as I was standing the closest to him. ‘If you are free sometime tomorrow afternoon, I would like to have words with you. I’m staying at the Savoy.’ I looked at Rosie who gave a slight nod of the head and I turned back to this magnate. ‘Would three thirty be alright?’ I asked. ‘Excellent. I’ll see you then,’ he said, extending his hand which I shook and he also shook Rosie’s before we went back to the kitchen. ‘What do you think of that then?’ Rosie. "There, there, Beatrice," Maggie said. "It was'n't his doing. I'm sure William adores you." What do you mean 'it was'n't his doing?'" Beatrice sniffled. "The moment he was out of my sight, he was in the arms of another girl. Oh, I was a fool to believe that he loved me!" and she collapsed into sobs once more."No, no!" cried her sister. "It's my fault, Beatrice! He would never have done such a thing had I not forced him." Forced him?" Well, nearly. I used some of the methods mother taught us..