On one hand he understood that she needed someone to confide in. However, on the other, it was taking an incredible risk."I had to tell her Chris," Al...ison said."I know. I guess it's a guy thing. We like to keep things to ourselves... work them out on our own. I guess it was for the best."She can help. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but she is living with her brother."Chris shrugged his shoulders and said, "So what." I mean 'living' with her brother. They have three children together."The. God knows how they got it into their heads that she was Canadian, but it meant that they didn't do the obvious thing and get in touch with our police. Not that that would have done much good because you hadn't reported her missing at the time they found her." Oh Christ what's the prognosis, have you any idea?" Not really, we're in rural France here and there's a bit of a language problem; I never did do French at school. I gather that the doctors believe that Vivian's still in too much of an. "That'd be grand."He wondered what she'd be wearing today and how pretty she'd look in it...and if she'd want to take her horse out later. That'd be nice if she did.He'd get a good look at her up close if--"Ang on a minute." He slapped the side of his head. "What am I thinkin!?She's still on holidee ain't she! Blimey! My ead'd fall right off if itwasn't screwed on tight." He chuckled, walking on, wondering when she'dbe back and how much he'd get to see of her when she was. She'd alwaysignored. He pinched her nipple ever so gently, and she moaned with pleasure. As the song "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me," played Brad reached down and ran his hand along her stockinged thigh, getting closer to her damp crotch but always pulling back. She opened her legs wider, wanting him to touch her there, but he would only slip his fingers through the girdle an inch or two, teasing her with their closeness, then he would move his hand back down her thigh.It was driving her mad with desire, and she.