George rose up from his bed and frowned when he saw a woman from last night still lying in his bed. He looked at her closely and remembered she was Ursula, the Mayor's wife. He was very irritated. He hated having to wake up to find a woman beside him in the morning.
He roughly pushed her. "Get up!"
Ursula stirred slowly and opened her eyes. She rose up and put her arm around George. "Did you have a great night? For I did."
He pulled her arm off and rose to his feet. "It is time for you to leave."
Ursula frowned. Was he dismissing her? She had hoped he was going to make love to her in the morning. He was nothing like her boring husband who went with only four strokes and was done wi
