The Mansion

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So she tugged him to one of the couches in the Great Room and sat down, reaching over the back of it and drew a small box from the table.

"Brit sent this over for us. She wanted us to open it together. The maid said she waited for a bit too. I think she wanted to see our responses."

With that said, she opened the box and looked inside then grinned, spilling the contents into her lap.
 
So she tugged him to one of the couches in the Great Room and sat down, reaching over the back of it and drew a small box from the table.

"Brit sent this over for us. She wanted us to open it together. The maid said she waited for a bit too. I think she wanted to see our responses."

With that said, she opened the box and looked inside then grinned, spilling the contents into her lap.

He sat down and watched curiously as she brought over then box, then as she opened it he could not help but smile.

"So..."

A playful grin offered before he finished his sentence.

"Which one of us is supposed to wear that?"
 
He sat down and watched curiously as she brought over then box, then as she opened it he could not help but smile.

"So..."

A playful grin offered before he finished his sentence.

"Which one of us is supposed to wear that?"

She winked at him, "I'll let you put it on me for starters then I'll do it for you and we'll see who it looks better on. Seems kinda funny for you to have a bear on the crack of your ass though, doesn't it?" She couldn't help but laugh.
 
She winked at him, "I'll let you put it on me for starters then I'll do it for you and we'll see who it looks better on. Seems kinda funny for you to have a bear on the crack of your ass though, doesn't it?" She couldn't help but laugh.

Laughs softly

"You might be correct. You know I have just the thing to do to show Brit how much we appreciate her thoughtfulness."
 
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Things to do. People to see. No matter how I'm feeling at the moment. I'll get them done because I have to. That's how I was made.

*she turned off the comp, saving her files. Retrieved her purse from the drawer and slipped into the bedroom to kiss his cheek ever so gently so as not to disturb him and slipped back out and was gone*




It will get better. This is just a small bump. It will.
 
Night had settled in. Filled with a restlessness she couldn't define, she decided on a walk, along the beach. Daddy was off doing his own thing, he'd catch up her eventually. She had no doubt of that. Besides, he could always find her when he wanted or needed to. The hem of her gauze skirt brushed the tops of the grass, leaving it slightly damp which was nothing compared to where she was headed. Her bare feet left footprints in the sand as she walked down to the shore. The soft crashing of gentle waves filled her and immediately soothed.

On impulse, she walked up onto the pier, choosing to sit on the end and let her feet dangle in the water. Her peasant blouse rested on her upper arms, leaving her shoulders bare and the water's gentle breeze softly kissed them. Leaning back on her hands, she gazed up at the night's sky. Millions of stars scattered across it. Big ones. Little ones. Some brighter than others.
It suddenly dawned on her. How tired she was. Yet, sleep remained elusive. A soft sigh left her. She wished he was here to share it with her. To feel him sitting behind her, just holding her while the peacefulness of the night engulfed them...... for now, this moment..... it was not to be. Perhaps another night... they had many more to come. For now, she sought solace in her own company and that of the universe before her. It was a grand thing, filled with awe and inspiration.

Now... if only the stars could sing.
 
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