I do not wish a lady who just wishes to throw parties and gossip over tea. We would look at life as a wondrous adventure."Like my inventions, the gear...s inside my head suddenly click. Turning to this wonderful man, I bravely announce, "Yes." Yes? Yes, what?" he inquires, brushing a wisp of hair from my face."Yes, I will marry you, Lord Harrison."He stands motionless for a few moments and then his eyes brighten, showing my words finally registered, and he sweeps me off my feet, swinging me around. . a... what? Oh, now its starting to hurt. Man, my head feels like its going to explode. What's going on? Wait, the truck! It had to of hit me, I must be in a hospital. I wonder how bad I am banged up? Shit, I must be all screwed up, if I don't even remember the accident.Ok, one thing at a time. Let's try to talk, if I can do that maybe somebody is here that could tell me about me. Come on voice talk. Wow, I can feel my mouth and jaw trying to move, but its difficult. No, it won't. She was drying her hair, finishing as I was shaving, and when I put my razor up and donned a pair of workout pants, our nod to pajamas in the cool trailer in January, she was standing there with a steaming mug for me.We curled up together on the sofa, savoring the steamy liquid."So what outfit are you wearing for tomorrow evening?" I asked.She turned her green eyes to me and smiled. "I seem to remember something you tell me about dark green. I have the sweater that matches that dress and shoes. .... " Second I want you to know that all the things I said about being your whore and showing me to anyone you want"I was getting ready for her renouncement of all previous statements, so I paused in mid stroke."I meant everything, I can't control myself anymore, instead of fucking every guy around I want it to be you and anyone that you approve. I want you to protect and use my body anyway you want. I give myself to you little brother, you have always looked after me so I know I'm in good.