" Yeah, the old 'one-upmanship' power trip. 'I fucked the foxiest chick in school' is answered by 'Oh, yeah! I fucked her and her sister!' I've heard ...hose young studs talking. Hell, I remember how they -were when I was in school. You probably do, too. You're not that much older than I am." For the first time, Liz looked closely at her friend. Although there was an air of self-assurance about Beth, it had never dawned on the woman that she wasn't at least as old. Beth could have been two or. “Prussian, eh, I saw your lot at Leipzig. They gave them Frogs a pasting and no mistake,” Cross said.“You were at Leipzig, Ted?”“I was with the Rocket Brigade, Royal Horse Artillery, serving with the Swedish contingent. Handsome Dicky Bogue commanded the unit and I was liaison officer between the brigade and the Swedish High Command.”“I didn’t know you spoke Swedish.”“I don’t, but I do speak French. They all spoke French at Swedish Headquarters, not surprisingly as Jean-Baptiste Bernadotte,. “I’m here with you now,” he repeated.She broke with her faith briefly, and spoke.“But…he’s in the bed…just over there…he’s going to…”“No, he won’t,” he answered. “He won’t do anything. He’s asleep, and I am with you now. Don’t’ be afraid of anything.”“I won’t,” she whispered back. And she wasn’t. As she felt her body and his together, she didn’t feel any fear. All she felt was a flutter of her heart.“How?” she thought to herself. “This can’t be real. This can’t be happening.”As her questions. I moaned at the feeling of my ass touching the bed and adjusted to lay on my left side. Tender didn't even begin to describe what I felt back there. I imagined I wouldn't be able to sit for at least a day. The thought made me choke back a sob."I've got you, Holly." He sat down next me, his left hip in the curve of my bent legs.A tremor rippled through me when he stroked my hip then moved up to massage my breast. His other hand caressed my cheek.He kissed my forehead. "That was amazing. Thank.