“Come in and make yourself comfortable. Let me have your coat and bag.” Robert smiled and closed the door behind me as I stepped in and began to r...emove my coat. “You do look so edible this evening,” He chimed as he took my coat and overnight bag from me.“Why thank you, and you look so edible yourself.” I smiled as he took my coat and bag, took the few steps to the entryway closet hanging up my coat and leaving the bag near the stairs.Robert turned and kissed me on the lips offering me his. ‘Morning’, I returned his salutation, as he came up to me, ‘You look even prettier without your company makeup’, he complimented. I laughed, ‘I’m just right out of my bed’, I retorted, I was feeling a little giddy and light headed, I was feeling dangerous and sexually high, ‘Want to have a coffee with me’, I asked him, what I really meant, was an illicit morning fuck over my kitchen top. ‘Sure he replied’, I could feel my heart pounding, ‘only if you stay as you are dressed’, he added, I. Angela helped him to sit up so he could eat his lunch. She leftand he started eating. He finished eating and lay back down.Suddenly he felt sick to his stomach. He buzzed for the nurse.Angela came right in and he told her he felt sick and might throwup. She got the receptacle from the closet, gave it to him, andindeed he did throw up. She told him that was common when you hadinternal injuries. In the middle of the afternoon a hospital doctor came in andintroduced herself. She checked him. Short but muscular with long brown hair and hazel eyes."What is your name?" I asked."Private Immes, sir. Charles Immes," he told me."And have you cleared your previous company?" I asked."Yes sir. Earlier this morning," he told me."All right. The two of you gather your things, and we will be on our way in a few minutes," I told them before turning to Sergeant O'Flannagain."When do you think your Wife and family will be ready to move, Allistair?" I asked him."By tonight, sir, I believe, but.