She patted me on the head and said, "Now you have a nice rest, Josie. Iknow how that wildman Max can be in the mornings, and he'll probablywant more ...f that nasty, dirty sex, the kind that makes me lose controland howl like an alleycat." She smiled, more at the though of what shewas about to experience, than to comfort me. "So close your eyes and benice and quiet." I will," I assured her, barely audible."That's my good sissy baby Jo," she leaned down to deliver a light kissto my warm cheek. . He did tell you he got a Bronze Star for it, didn’t he?” Emily shook her head back and forth. Don smiled. “That would be like John. The other guy and I weren’t hit badly and recovered quickly. John, of course, was sent on the Germany and back stateside. I never got a chance to see him before he was gone but I e-mailed to thank him and after a couple of weeks was able to talk with him on the phone. Like I said, I owe your brother my life.”After a few seconds Emily shook her head a bit, then. ‘Phone your office – and that’s an order,’ he said kindly. In one of those rare occasions when Linda was not Miss Correct Beckett, she broke free and phoned her office manager, who seemed to panic at the mention of attorneys. ‘I’ll phone back in due course,’ said Linda, pressing the End button. ‘Thanks. Sorry about you knee,’ Linda said, pointing the knee brace. ‘What happen? Trip over a baseball game ticket?’ ‘Very droll,’ he smiled. ‘Actually I fell when playing polo.’ ‘Oh yes, whereabouts?. There was nothing the matter with embracinging your sexual nature. This was supposed to be simple but suddenly he thought it might turn into something he didn’t think was possible. He’d come to see his dominate needs years ago but finding the right woman to complement him had been a problem. Many women wanted nothing to do with the idea, and others when faced with it treated it like a game. When treated that way it would become worn out and they’d move on. Finding a willing partner looking for.