But nothing was going to spoil our day – even the weather was perfect. The day was warm, sunny – last week had been constant rain, and we had been...panicking - how could we have the wedding outside when it was pissing down with rain? But the weather gods were smiling on us, a week of early spring weather had dried everything out, the gardens had started to bloom, and the mud which had been underfoot last week had gone."Now, Will and Heather, you are about to make your wedding promises to each. I pulled my sodden top over my head. Sweat cooled on my skin and fell in droplets from my matted hair. My breaths were slowing, but my chest kept rising and my heart rate galloping. After thirty-odd games I was still no calmer, tension dug into my shoulders and an animal spirit roared in my stomach, desperate to get out. I could have screamed, but I didn't. I was burning from inside. Rattle. Creak. Click. The cubicle door opens and locks behind me. I start to turn to look around, but you're. She loved the pressure against her lips, the way his tongue danced around hers and over her teeth, and the way his hand tickled her shoulders and hair. Suddenly, she was aware that one of his hands had moved down off her shoulder and down to her breast. He made little circles around the edge of her mound with the tip of his finger. She became aware of how alone she was and reacted by pushing Brad away.“Brad, what are you doing!” She shouted.“I…” he began, but she gave him no chance to. Thinking that he was concerned about her health, she gave him a complete rundown of her sexually activity and left him with an enormous boner.Wally came to the conclusion that he was picking on the wrong type of girls and his questions would be more of a shock to someone like the serious minded Doctor Melonie Hartwood, the Senior Surgeon. What with her horned rimmed glasses and pulled back hair, she actually looked more like a librarian than a doctor.He took several deep breaths and picked up.