The nicest thing about it was that no one ever asked anything too much of her. She was so agreeable that everyone she knew had the greatest respect fo... her. No one pushed the boundaries, no one took advantage. Until one day ...Author's note: If this is your first time reading "Always, Abbie," please continue below. If you're familiar with her adventures, you might like the thread I'm currently focused on, which is called "Jake and Abbie Go to a Wedding." It's the longest story to date, and. “Can I take your jacket?” I asked as it was quite warm in the afternoon sun and she slipped it off to show her smart sleeveless dress which fitted in all the right places, “Thank you” she said handing it to me, “Can I get you a drink? Tea, coffee or squash?” I asked and she opted for coffee.Sally made herself comfortable as I made the coffee and I peeped through the hatch and saw her looking around making notes and seemed quite professional about her job. I walked in with the coffee making sure. I don’t get laidmuch but when I do its usually some sloppy drunk fatwhore who nobody else will touch. Which explains why Idon’t even go to the club until closing time onSaturday night. I was cruising downtown last Saturdaynight looking for a skank to bang when I found myselfoutside a real dive called Rick’s. Rick’s is so sleazy hookers don’t even go in there butthe beer is cheap and I anted to be drunk before Ifound my lady for the evening. I was just about to goin. In between conversation how times passed we don’t know. When we reach an island it was already a night. The arrangement for boarding and lodging had to be done by me. So I asked her if we live in one room then she had any problem.“No I have no problem.” She replied in without any tension “Till the tour end we will be together and we will enjoy together. I would like to spend my days with you.”Then I said, “It will be single bed.” She replied with sexy sound, “Ok bed will be single but it will.