Oh, how she loved him. He rolled them over and lifted his head to look into her eyes. ‘It’s getting late.’ ‘Let’s go home,’ she sighed wan...ing to continue this moment in the privacy of the apartment. Gabriel smoothed back a strand of her air with one finger. ‘How about we crash here for tonight? The guys and I want to work on some music for the album.’ Abigail tried not to let her disappointment show. Gabriel was a musical virtuoso, so gifted. She knew how important it was to allow him to. After that we did it on the average of twice a night for the next month or so and then it slacked off to once every night and twice a night every once in a while. That part of married night agreed with me. The other part sucked. I had to leave my summer landscaping job and get a full time job at the box factory. Mom and dad gave us free room and board so every cent that I made had to go into the bank against Maxine's coming medical bills. There was no more running around in the evening with my. He comments that “that gave them something to chat about” as Arm in arm we walk away into the darkness.Bitter cold hit wet area twix my legs, the feelings intensified with every step, We turn into his lane he stops opens my coat and has me hold it open for the last hundred and fifty yards, he says to cool my nipples, I assure him they are already blue, but he ignores my plight , as we walk with measured tread up the gravel path. He fumbles the keys opens the door and leads me into the warm. A few hours later, his bottom stinging from a liberally appliedhairbrush, his self esteem at point zero, he submitted to the charade ofhis apology for his bad behaviour and his "genuine" desire to stay withhis "patient auntie" until such time that he "rid myself of silly tomboytantrums."As the pitiful sissy stood in the parlour giving that pathetic apologyto "all the family" it seemed that Dale looked at him now with barelyconcealed contempt, and that hurt more than his freshly spanked.