Grace helpedme upstairs and we looked for my room. We found it three doors later and itwas a nice room! Light blue with white trim and lace everywhere... I couldhave done without so much lace, but what the heck, my aunt needed her funand enjoyment, too. A pale red and very sheer nightgown lay on the bed. Amatching robe lay next to it. It was a fairly short nightgown and would noteven cover my fanny if I even bent over a little bit! {Ed: All Brits maylaugh loudly here; 'fanny' means 'backside' in. “When I got here, I check at the desk and they said that Erin wasn’t in the system yet and that they would call me.” I told John.“I’ll check it out.” John said and walked to the desk.“Paul, what happened?” Lynn asked.“I don’t really know, Lover. I was sitting in the waiting room when the doctor came out and yelled for help. I went into the office to find Erin just beating the shit out of James. She said that he told her she was a slut and that maybe her son wasn’t his. She says that she just. ’ I replied sheepishly. It eased my mind a bit but was still nervous as hell. He positioned me in the chair and spread my legs as wide as he could. I was sweating I was so nervous. I grunted a bit, and he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me in closer to him re-positioning me in the chair. ‘What’s this whackjob gonna do to me?’ I thought. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have takin’ that fuckin’ shortcut!!’ I thought to myself. He proceeded to tie both of my feet to the legs of the wooden chair he sat me. "Oh, shit. Do you mean..." Yes," the nurses said in unison.Sandra continued with, "We know it's too soon, but if we wait for things to develop normally, the FBI might snatch you out of here and we will never see you again. We want you to know that we're willing to go with you. No, that isn't exactly what we mean; we want desperately to go with you."Bobby leaned down and kissed him lightly. "We've never felt this way before, and we're afraid to wait. We don't mean to presume, but we think you.