"I nodded and smiled at them, keeping an eye on the broken window that showed the distant trees where the stream ended."Why did they stop us?" Mrs. Pr...ston asked. She was a handsome woman, bright eyed with a firm chin. Her clothes were plain but had been fresh."For the horses, probably," I said, "and anything they can steal." Would they have hurt us?" Clarissa asked meekly. She was a slim, pretty youngster, certainly not yet twenty, dewy some would say with cornsilk hair and long eyelashes over. " she whispered, looking into his eyes. As she gazed into his deep, brown eyes, shimmering with tears, her heart melted and she wanted nothing but to make him happy. She inched her head forward, her lips moistening. She felt her eyes close of their own accord as she tenderly placed her lips against his. She kept them there for what felt like an eternity. She felt tears build up in her eyes as a wave of emotion flooded over her. She pressed harder against his lips as Mark moved his hand to the. ‘Bry, it’s so open, though!’ Her only worry was the open air, but he would soon make her forget where she was. He kissed her again, and pulled her with him over to the bike, which was hidden from all but the eyes of those who might be in the clearing. He rested his butt on the seat and pulled her into the V of his legs, not letting her go, not ending the kiss. She moaned again, and he felt it on his tongue. He sucked on her tongue, and then eased his mouth off hers. ‘I wanna touch you in that. All of a sudden the back door down the alleyway practically flew off it's hinges and in blast of smoke Mandy came charging out carrying someone in a kitchen uniform I assumed this was Angela's sister Joan. She made her way down the alleyway I could see her clothes showed some signs of having burns on them, a small part of my mind dedicated to penny pinching started complaining about the expense of replacing her uniforms so often due to fire damage, I squelched it and tried to make my way over.