.."Get naked," he erupted."Here?" There was no surprise in her voice -- she was just asking."Yeah, that way if I don't like what I see I can just toss...you and your shit out the door," Ron replied -- but Abigail was already undressing, there in the doorway.She was painfully thin, bony, and bowed, and had titties that looked like someone had shoved a pair of jelly donuts under the skin on her chest and stuck a mini marshmallow in the center of each -- but they had slid some. They came away from. She lifted her hand to his face stroking it, raising her lips to his. Their lips found each other, and he gently kissed her, softly with promises of more to come. ‘I love you,’ she whispered the words to him. He swooped her up in his arms and into the house smiling grandly. He placed her down in the living room. Neither one was sure of what to do next. ‘I’m here because I love you and because you’re my husband. But I’m not ready to share your bed yet.’ ‘I understand!’ He looked disappointed.. Amber sat there, just staring into her Bill’s face. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t hardly breath, she just….. stared. Bill had decided it was enough. He never loved anyone like he loved Amber. He’d lay down his life for her if necessary, but he will no longer lay down his self respect. Bill went into the bedroom, pulled a suitcase out from under the bed and started packing. Amber, in the mean time, was still sitting in the chair completely unaware of the things happening around her. Her mind. Heentered the large room, seeing some muscular young men arranging tablesand tried to avoid eye contact as he began dusting all the cabinetry.There was no conversation as he vacuumed, while they set the chairs ateach table and he tried keeping up as they moved throughout the room,placing each table cloth to cover the bare wood. When they finished, theyplaced all the chairs they stacked , the dishes and supplies on eachtable before exiting, leaving him to follow his instructions. He readthem.