The innocent game that should never have started... As the nanny changed in her room oblivious to the world the young blond s innocent curiosity turned into something darker more urgent. Each piece of clothing that fell to the floor was another pounding in his racing chest. The touch of her blouse sliding down his back seemed made just for him... for those forbidden eyes that couldn t be torn away. A moment of weakness. An indelible memory. (All characters are of legal age)