He brings me more wine, pours himself a drink.. ooh boy, this man is a master of tease.He sits down next to me ever so calmly and so cool, he kisses m... deeply again, this time his hand goes inside my shirt at the back. He slowly strokes the small of my back, slowing reaching higher and higher. His hand reaches my bra strap, he expertly undoes it. Takes my glass out of my hand, puts it on the table; He tell me to stand up and lift up my arms. I do this. He pulls my t shirt off, then he positions. They’re going to work you so hard you won’t be able to feel sorry for yourself anymore, and I won’t have to keep being a bitch. That’ll be fun for a change.’ She giggled again, and then the soft voice returned. ‘Doctor Mills say’s you’re healing well, and wants to get you back on that leg as soon as possible. You start on Monday, only for a half hour, but it’s a start. Just do the best you can, and you’ll get stronger every day. Soon, you’ll be walking with a cane, and then you can go home.’ It. ‘Of course I am,’ he said, wriggling out of her grasp. ‘Although it’s um…early. I mean, I didn’t expect you this early.’ ‘You forgot?’ Vivian pouted up at him, the picture of a spoiled, upper-middle class woman. ‘We’ve got to go grocery shopping, silly. My parents are coming to dinner tonight.’ ‘Tonight? Here?’ Avery asked, starting to feel panicked. How had he forgotten this? He never forgot these things. Vivian planted her hands on her hips and frowned at him. ‘Yes, here,’ she said, giving. "She raised an eyebrow and sipped, watching me over the rim of her glass. Her eyes were large, dark brown, velvety lashed and her nose was finely chiseled. "I thought you worked on the docks." Yes," I thought fast and gave it up. "But I know folks here and there, with the American forces I mean." Do you?" she said, arching an eyebrow and smiling, producing a dimple, only one side of her face lit by the lamp and fire. Desire mounted.I decided to put myself in her hands as I had with an artillery.