"Larry, stop it right now," she said testily. "You know I won't let that happen. In time they'll bring me out of that coma and I'll wake up, and the f...rst thing I'm going to demand is you. Either Jim will bring you to me or I'll contact you myself and tell you where and who and all. I told you that already."It was a cheering thought, but I wasn't in the mood to be cheered. "Maybe," I said gloomily. "But I don't quite see how that's going to work." Sugar, what are you talking about?" she. I looked up at him, my lips, slightly sticky and sweet from my lipstickparted as his head came closer and closer. I could see his liquid blueeyes and I felt as if I was floating on air as he came closer and closer.Our lips met and opened in unison as his wonderful tongue probeddeliciously in my waiting and eager mouth; our tongues entwined in alovers" embrace that excited me to the depth of my being....Then I woke up to find a hard thermometer in my mouth and a nurse takingmy pulse."Sorry dear,. It?s not his fault that he?s old and in a wheelchair.? Harry seemed a little distracted, lost in thought. ?Hmm?? he said. ?Colonel Snell,? I said, ?he seemed like anice old chap. I hope we can help him out.? ?Yes, yes,? said Harry still obviouslydistracted. ?Well, you won?t mind then.? ?Mind?? I said, ?what should I mind?? ?Oh, sorry,? said Harry, ?I was trying towork out what I was going to do while you?re off.? ?Off?? ?Yes. Snell wants you to fill in with himfor a while. Says he wants some. No, his name is not Jeeves and he’s not British. He’s Harold Gray, a professional butler trained at the Central California Butler Bureau. He’s alright. And the man doesn’t come cheap. You might wonder about my romantic life. I’m single. I’m not seeing anyone. With my hectic work life, I don’t have time to meet anyone. Truth be told, I’m not sure if I want to meet people. The civil branch of the firm has handled some nasty divorces. Marrying the wrong woman can cost a man his house, his car,.