Stood for Elizabeth Ellen. Dr. Cole was a very matronly woman. About five foot four, hips and belly that said she had delivered a child or three, back...d by very full bosom that she didn't mind showing and a very motherly looking face. I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers, indeed, the term M.I.L.F fit her to a tee. And I was going to have to drop my pants for her.She was quite the professional but had a great bedside manner that made the visit with her so pleasant, even though she. I simply rolled my eyes. "So it is you then." Though it was crazy, my intuition was telling me it was the truth. He stuck out his hand and said, "Hello Carissa, I’m Aiden, it’s nice to finally meet you!" He smiled wide and laughed slightly. I couldn't believe he was enjoying this. So I punched him on his arm, using a little force. "Damn it, Aiden, you could have just told me your name instead of making me figure it out," I stated laughing at him. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me. ‘She grew bored tucked away in the country here,’ he said. ‘Far too few people to play with.’ ‘No, I don’t believe that. There was no warning, we just woke up one morning and poof! she was in London. If she had been nursing a dislike for life here, I think we all would have heard about it. Why are you lying?’ ‘Lying? How dare you! If you were a man, I’d call you out for that.’ Cole drew himself up and spinning on his heel, marched over to the window, all offended honour and aggrieved pride. He. In the living room and Linda had gone in to take a shower. It was a pleasant evening so we had the front door and the back door both open so we could have a breeze through the house.I heard the door to the bathroom open when Linda finished her bath. I reached over to shut the front door because I knew Linda would want to come into the living room still naked and wet so she could feel the breeze on her wet torso. She stepped out of the bathroom, and I heard her voice. I thought she was talking.