’ Ginny was obviously very puzzled. ‘It’s a waterbed,’ the woman explained. ‘The frame and mattress are maybe 50 pounds altogether, and the ...rame comes apart.’ Waterbeds were very comfortable, Ginny had heard, though that wasn’t what was usually talked about with them. The naughty image was not one she had to live up to. It did not fit this woman, nor her husband who now walked into the room. ‘We bought it when my husband hurt his back, since he could sleep much better that way,’ the woman went. "I stretched up from where I had been resting my head on my husband Mike's chest and kissed him lightly. He gave a sigh that rumbled deep in that same chest and stroked my hair. I put my head back down and listened to him breathe. That breathing was a lot calmer and more relaxed than it had been just a few minutes ago. We had made love for what seemed like hours. It might have been, Mike loved nothing more than to take his time rousing me and bringing me to the edge and then keeping me from. ‘How can I help you today?’, I asked openly. ‘It’s just my coil, I had a letter to say I was due a check and I had to fit it in before going on holiday in 2 days’, you explained. ‘Great!’, I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. I had caught your beautiful, feminine, form as you had walked down the corridor and also felt an instant attraction to you. Although I was here to do a professional job, I was only human and, being a man, such feelings were only natural. ‘I’ll need to do. Youwant to sleep, Liz, you need to sleep, you need to sleep,you’re so very tired, you need to sleep, Liz, you need tosleep. Close your eyes, Liz, close your eyes and go tosleep, just go to sleep, Liz, just go to sleep….”Liz’s eyes drifted shut, her head slumping forward asHarry continued to whisper to her. “Just let yourselfdrift further and further into sleep, Liz, just driftfurther and further into sleep, further into sleep,deeper, Liz, go deeper, go way, way.