She was momentarily taken aback, however, by the odd expression on his face."What is it, William?" The most amazing thing, Caroline," he said, his bod...y almost quivering with emotion as he sat next to her in his best uniform. "I called on Lord Melville, today, at the Admiralty, to report the Wallace ready for sea. He ordered me to return there tomorrow, and remove all my personal belongings immediately." Oh, William," she murmured. "I'm so sorry."A sudden smile flitted across Williams face. I felt warm and safe there, staring up at the ceiling as we conversed about life and love and the work of James Vanderzee. The sexual tension in the air was so thick, so high and tight, that it put k**’s flattop in House Party 2 to shame. In silence, she caressed my body. My nipples responded to the gentle touch of her fingertips on the exposed skin on the nape of my neck; my sighs were a response to her erotic manipulations. She placed her hand tenderly on my throat . . . and left it. " That was too much. Dammit! I'd always wanted to make love to my wife. It'd always seemed that she was cold and distant. I truly thought she was frigid, and now I found that she was actually a slut. That was what I'd always wanted. Fuck me! Talk about not communicating in a relationship. I grabbed her up and held her in my arms. I thought I saw fear in her eyes, but she put her arms around my neck as I carried her into our bedroom. If she liked it rough she was going to get it rough. Hell, I. It’s like they have never seen a woman before. I handle all the new hire paperwork and one day I needed a new guy in the warehouse to fill a couple of forms out. I walked out to the warehouse and tracked down the warehouse manager. I was wearing pretty flowery dress since it was springtime. It showed off my legs and boobs. I found him and he smiled and said I always make his day. I told him I needed to find this new guy who I had not met. He yelled back to the loading dock calling out the guys.