I Am On A Mission

He removed her gown completely, smooching her all round. "Sexy legs."

" Today you're seeing it? "

"It's getting more sultry"

"Am noticing changes, anyway."

Don Marcello tugged down her pants to her thighs.

Oh. It was a mess! Her fluids were still gushing down to the bed.

He carried her like that, half dead to the bath basin and like a sinful undertaker, cleansed her, meddled with her thing, carried her back, and requested hot chocolates for her.

Taking the hot chocolates, she sobbed, placed back the cup on the center table, and coiled inside Don Marcello who did not abandon her but had sat next to her, encouraging her to drink her hot chocolate.

"I hope am romantic," he asked her.

She nodded in his arms. "But today is my worst day." she shivered.

"Stop sobbing. What do you mean by the worst day?"

Still sobbing, he revealed what she passed through, "Looking into your eyes, I said oh, I wish our child would be like you because I am pregnant."

"Maria, what did you say? " Don Marcel
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