Slowly I moved my hand up and touched her legs and thighs. They were white. I could see them clearly though it was a dark room. I moved towards her an... kissed her cheeks and started kissing her lips. I caught her tightly and was kissing her. I became so wild and started eating her lips. She started to wake up. I made her to sleep again.I hugged her tightly and slowly started to move my hand to touch her boobs. But she was not allowing me to do so. I kissed her neck and slowly came down, kissed. Grandpa Logan sang an inspiring Civil War ballad that brought many a tear to those that had lost someone close in the bloody conflict and Sam even contributed a lively rendition of a wounded desperado on his last legs headed down to Mexico way to be buried next to his devoted "Senorita" behind a church where they were married. It was a sad song but most of the music of the time was sad in the midst of uncertain futures.Sally told them that her sister was living at a not too distant Army fort. I must have been barking mad.Nevertheless, later that day I went to my bank and drew out £1000, much to the alarm of the bank manager when seeing the mad gleam in my eyes.Next stop Bond Street, where I purchased an engagement ring, a miracle of sapphires and diamonds, which set me back about £750.By the time I got back from 'Up West' with my purchase it was late; too late to go and pop the question in a busy pub, so I made an an early night of it and determined to go to Chigwell next morning in. “I think I have sprained my ankle” she cried so he did no more but lifted her up into his arms and carried her to the car where he lay her across the back seat so her legs were supported.“I think we had better get you to a doctor”, he said“Oh please I don’t want to be a bother” she replied, I only live a short way away”.“Okay let me at least drive you home” the handsome stranger replied“I don’t want to be a burden” she responded thinking to herself I would love to see if he is up for some.