He was the same old "Uncle" Charley, again. He had to use a walker, or a cane to get around, but was doing MUCH better. He was even coming to the tabl... to eat his meals. The nurse had told them that she could easily see the "light at the end of the tunnel," for her services.They heard a scuffling sound and looked to see "Uncle" Charley coming into the room. "Something borrowed, something blue! Something old, and something new." he recited. "Where's the wedding? I see something old, and the. Each of his hands were holding my tits, squeezing them. My nipples had pushed through the gap in his fingers and he was applying pressure on them too. I was both scared and excited at the same time. It was bright daylight. I was stood in the middle of the park, surrounded by people and a total stranger was playing with my naked breasts. I looked around. No-one else was shocked. I realised that because his hands were inside my shirt, no-one could see. I decided to brave it out and wait for. The lips are moving ... Talking? ... Sounds like "Billy" ... Can't be sure..."I love you, Billy"..."Billy?"..."I love you" ... Now the lips are trying to kiss me ... A million lips trying to kiss me ... Can't breathe ... Suffocating ... Something warm in my mouth ... All those lips ... Eyes..."Billy!"..."I love you, Billy..."BILLY!"I wake.The eyes are now two. They ARE green. They ARE crying. Oh, God help me, they are beautiful ... As is the face ... Her face ... Cleopatra? ... Helen of Troy?. Okay?’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Sir, Controller Smith will be briefing you this morning.’ The general’s aid stood at attention after making the statement to his boss. He waited for the General to nod, then spoke again. ‘Controller Smith sir, if you’re ready?’ A man in his forties stood from the table, gathering his notes, he turned to the lap top set up on a nearby desk. It was wired to a projector and pointed at a white screen. He picked up the little remote control.