“Miss is going to take care of you and clean you up, so just lie there for me and relax.” The slim young lady said softly.I moved my head around a...d looked at her before turning back and replacing my face in my arms. Claire Musgrave smiled and walked over to the dining table where I was lying and placed her tube of cream and pack of plasters next to me. She opened the pack of wipes and removed a couple before closing the pack and placing them next to her other items. The next sensation I felt. We got to the party it was a bright sunny day as we walked in the back yard around the pool and to a covered porch where the TV and outdoor bar was. My husband started the introductions to his associates and their spouses, it seemed like a nice crowd and then I met the boss Tony. He was a young tall muscular dark skin Italian with huge hands as we shook. I think I have seen him in the bank once or twice but wasn't sure. My husband was mingling in the crowd and left me talking to Tony as he was. " Nishma thank you for your kind consideration," I responded with a little hint of irritation."Really. I mean it," she assured.We tried to ignore each other for the rest of the evening. I definitely was aroused around her as she was unbelievably gorgeous and I just couldn't convince myself that she was capable of the things she shared with me. Our marriage was slated three months after our engagement. I thought that provided ample time for us to figure out a way to end it. Although, we weren't. I had gotten a huge break when I got the Winnebago–that alone would save me hundreds of dollars in expenses not to mention giving me someplace I knew I could count on to lay my head. Plus, I wouldn't have to push myself to make the next town and then try to find someplace to park; I could just pull over when I needed to, and sleep or whatever. Dad had always been borderline obsessive-compulsive with his meticulous care when it came to maintaining the Winnebago, so I knew I didn't need to worry.