“It’s me, Sarah! Hang on, I’ll call 911!” Her voice was alarmed, until she realized Dorian had opened his mouth in shock. She had taken off he... blue top after that knife slash, leaving her breasts there for the viewing. Blushing, she listened Dorian seemingly sound semi-coherent.“If I’m not…dying and hallucinating…why are you top…less, Sarah? N-no…this can’t b-be…”Sarah realized from his shivering and trembling that Dorian would quite possibly not make it. At the same time, she…kind of found. They would have none of it. Liza’s parents were wealthy merchants. The idea of their daughter marrying a mere farm boy was anathema. Concerned for her chastity, which they didn’t know had already been lost, they had forbidden her from ever seeing Travis again.Liza could not accept their decision. Together, she and Travis continued their relationship in secret. The clearing in which they had first made love became their regular meeting spot. Liza would sneak out of town using whatever. ”“You too, Steve!”I turned on to Jägarevägen and she continued straight. I went back to the house and read until dinner. After dinner, I watched TV with Patrick and Suzana, then decided to take a walk around the neighborhood before bed. I wanted some time to think about everything before I wrote in my journal. I let Patrick and Suzana know that I wanted take a walk for a short while before turning in, then let myself out the door of my room. I walked around to the front of the house, then down. I picked up the white sheet of printed guidelines from its pile and moved onto the patio. I really didn't want any of the refreshments, but desperately wanted to drink in the sight of Tina once more. I wavered there for a moment just outside the entrance, not sure if the dream woman was still around. Yes, there she stood in her red summer dress. The hemline was shorter than I expected. The material of her skirt was so soft and light and full that the bottom tried to rise to her waist every time.