She assumed I was a chaste wife, which I was.One afternoon, wearing Edward's ring, she remarked on its beauty and asked how I got it.“Oh, it’s a l...ng story.”“Okay, what’s the short version?”“It’s a love thing, trophy ring, from trophy love.”“Old boyfriend, no you told me you were engaged at 16, so hubby? “It’s past, I’d better not say more.”“Say more? You just said it all! Tell me, cat’s out now. Let’s hear you meow.”I gave a sneaky admission smile. With the third glass of wine, I let my secret. Wonder why she isnt with him she shakes it off and smiles kindly at him, walking over to him, Good evening sir, what may I get for you today? He looks her up and down subtly Either she has good manners with every late-night customer or she can feel it too… I hope for the latter.. The air around them becomes thicker, she feels electricity shoot through her veigns and fears the darkened sensation, the man having this effect on her smiles as though nothing is happening, though the swelling. P , now at this point i should point out that roy was a stocky dark skinned guy of asian origin , well spoken but as it turned out totally submissive , he went on to say that it helped him " unwind " from the pressures of the job he was in, i simply said your private life is exactly that private as is mine, so now i was turned on at the prospect of the proceedings , so here he was tottally naked save his dogs collar and leash , ally had taken up an armchair and was sipping some thing from a. The atmosphere between them was uncomfortable. Emily wanted to scream at him yet knew she had to keep her composure. ‘I had not expected to see you, George. It has been, what, five years? I did say in my letter that there would be no funeral. It is my understanding that Charles will be buried in Belgium.’ ‘I know that, Emily. Mother was against my coming but I had to see how you were.’ George’s words puzzled her. It seemed unlikely that any of the Garners should feel the need to sympathise.