Both Mat and Abby were distraught, moved away from the big city and all its traffic, and found a smaller town to live in. Now it is just the two of th...m in the house Mat bought; a cozy home on the edge of town, buried behind the trees. He loves Abigail like his own, met her when she was nine, and helped raise her since then. They’ve always gotten along. Even when she became a teenager, she was much more respectful than her peers, keeping their relationship strong.Abby is a smart girl, yet. On the little wooden bench attached to the back wall, there was a black leather purse. From the little hook above it hung a dark blue dress with pearl buttons.And standing in the room was a woman dressed only in a beige colored slip. She was staring right at me."I... I'm sorry," I stuttered. I was so shocked that my voice was no more than a squeak.Quickly I spun around and plunged back into the darkness, running all the way until I reached my own dressing room. Once I was there, I shoved on my. ‘This weather is perfect for my plan! Perhaps it is God letting me know that He thinks it is a good idea,’ she thought to herself smiling, and continued on towards the market. There she met with the saleswoman Gerta, who usually handled the fabrics trading with the convent. They exchanged pleasantries and Maria was given a generous sum for the nuns’ fine blankets. The roads were too muddy to drive back on, so Maria was forced to spend the night in one of the rooms at the inn which Gerta owned.. As I pushed the fruit past his lips, I made sure to stick the tip of my index finger as well. “How is it? Sweet right?” I smirked. “mhm” he nodded, chewing the piece slowly. Seeing how tense Chris was, I decided to wait before doing anything more with him. So for the next few minutes, I kept my eye on the TV, head turned away from Jason and Gary. Yet I could just feel their eyes on me, even through their loud conversation; looking at my nipples poking through the tight t-shirt, long sexy legs.