Relatively straight roads gave way to curves; wefelt the van start to climb steeply. The van twisted up what musthave been a mountainside and finally ...topped on a patch of gravel.The van doors opened to a luminous moon, so bright after the dark ofthe van that its beams burned my eyes like sunshine. But it waseclipsed with Guy's shadow. He pulled me to my feet and lifted medown from the van."The Institute keeps this chalet for the use of the bosses. We havethe keys."But I didn't want to risk. ’ ‘Wait! Jasmine, please! I’m so sorry! I promise, I’ll change! I love you!’ Deon pleaded. But it was too late. She had turned her back on him, and was walking back down the stairs. As he watched her go, he became filled with rage. Yeah, he had lied, he thought, but he was still a great guy! A girl like her would never have given him a chance if he hadn’t faked himself up anyway. So why was it his fault? Now she was gone, for good. Another woman walking out of his life. The rage intensified,. Glad that she was not wearing a chunni when sweeping. The window made a little noise due to heavy air but she did not notice me. She was done with sweeping and went inside again. I was already rubbing my cock and was enjoying a lot. After keeping a watch for sometime, I noticed she came out with a bucket with washed clothes. Her dress was glued to her due to sweat and I was getting a gud look at her curves. She slowly walked by the side and went on their terrace to hang the clothes to dry. I. “Welcome, Maria… sit beside me.” Anthony’s mother, Gabriella, gestured to the empty spot on the couch beside her. Gabriella was in her late 50s, and very much the matriarch of the family. Gathered around her were Bianca, Isabella and Natalie, her other daughters-in-law, and now joined by Stella. Maria took her place next to Gabriella and smiled at each of the others. She was a bit surprised by the appraising looks they seemed to be giving her in return. “Maria, in only a few short weeks, you.