On her fit, tiny, yet proportionately curved body; they all looked very good. Eventually, she settled on a lovely powder blue string bikini, with whit... piping and white strings, which looked wonderful with her bright blue eyes.Then we moved to the misses’ section of the store to look for mine. I was looking for one suitable for sunbathing, but not really for swimming. I wanted one without a lining which if it got wet would cling, almost transparently, to all of my curves. Part of me really. ‘Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.’ As she moved, he could see the child, between the folds of the woman’s loose robe. Each glimpse of its tiny body confirmed his fears. Confirmed what he had seen when the child first slipped into this world. Confirmed its evil. God let it be dead. ‘Give us thus our daily bread.’ He peeked at it again, his fingers sliding against the beads of his rosary, clicking softly with each tug. The blood from its mother’s womb had made the. I had made four trips to the sawmill by midday, each time returning with a waggon load of timber. Some was destined for the rebuilding work that was needed, some for fencing and palisades, and of course plenty of firewood was required for the chateau's fire places and kitchen stoves. I had much time to reflect on what had happened between Annette and me last night as Hercules and Atlas plodded to and fro between sawmill and château. I admit to being greatly confused. Yesterday evening, prior to. I thought enough was enough and started making my way onto the street looking for - well I don't know what really. but I just walked until I saw a dark looking guy having a piss in a courtyard not far from where I was. I mad my way over to him shyly and was trying too look over his shoulder while he was relieving himself. he turned and saw me and I think his words were 'what the fuck are you looking at'. all I could say was 'do you want a hand with that?'. he stood still for a moment - I.