Bill looked up as what seemed like the goddess of love walked through the door. Or the goddess of lust anyway. His body screamed for her, he staggered from his chair and moved towards her, pinning her against the door with his body. The tiny tiny part of his brain that he was still using to think, spoke up. "What are you doing?" he asked, in a dreamy, lustful voice, his hand shaking with the effort of keeping under control as it stroked her silvery blonde hair.