Arabella never came back for her final year, deciding to go back and marry Logan instead. The convent was never the same after she left, a depressive ...tate hung on her, as she longed for her friend/sister’s company. Four months before she was to leave the convent in her final year, Therese received word from the Sheriff, that her parents were dead. The events surrounding their demise were clouded in mystery and nothing was yet established to the cause. A visit soon after from one of the servant. . "can you see my hand?" she asked.She was rubbing herself, I was watching her masturbate in front of her window. We were both on end caps so only certain rooms faced the same way, but still. She asked if I was going to join her, she wanted to see me. I stripped down, and let her see me, I stroked it until I was rock hard, she was moaning and her body was writihing in the window. I told her I wanted to come over. She said come, hurry, I don't want you to waste a drop. Hurry get your ass. I didn’t know the guy; he was tall and good looking, though. I did know the woman, of course. My wife was wearing a dress I hadn’t seen before. She looked hot in it, as it was quite short and tight in all the right places. It looked like she didn’t have a bra on under it, either.They went out the front door, and up the street to a car parked two houses away. I watched out the window as they got in and drove off. I went out to my car, backed it out of the garage, and parked it just around the. Wir hatten natürlich unsere Meinungsverschiedenheiten, aber nichts weltbewegendes. Eigentlich – in meinen Augen – ganz banale Sachen die man hätte klären können.Unser Sex war so wie ich dachte ja auch gut. Naja…so dachte ich. Für ihn war es nicht so. Was ich allerdings nicht verstehe ist warum dieser Idiot niemals den Mund aufgemacht hat. Wir haben niemals weißgottwas ausgefallenes versucht, das heißt aber nicht dass ich ein Mauerblümchen bin. Hätte er nur einmal was gesagt hätte ich sicher.