Post by EarlyBird on Mar 17, 2008 7:42:07 GMT 9.5
Was bored so decided to write a fic about Mary. Enjoyxxx please comment. Nicely lol
Mary Archer was alone in Baltus' bedroom. Her figure perfectly shaped but the tight corset that was fixed around her.
It was late at night and she was alone. But she wouldn't be for long. She stared at her reflection carefully and breathed out on a deep exhausted sigh. Not exactly a sigh from tiredness of the day, but more of a tiredness of the same old routine.
Baltus walked in and smiled at her happily. He loved her so much and felt lucky everyday he was with her. But Mary was quite the opposite as she couldn't wait to get away from him.
He sat down on the bed and began to undo his shirt cuffs. "Busy day my darling?" he asked gently.
Mary moved her hair over one shoulder and stood up gracefully. "Yes, as always. I went into town and I red some books" she smiled carefully. She seemed so fake lately. She would smile when she wanted to hit him. And put on a fake smile as he kissed her goodnight.
She slowly sat down beside him and bit down gently on her lip. Baltus smiled as his hand rested on her knee. She had to stop herself rolling her eyes away in disgust as she felt his hand touch her. Mary couldn't wait for the day he was gone and she could take everything he owned as her own. Once and for all.
Mary gave a fake smile as always and watched as he moved closer. Sometimes if she was lucky she could get out of this. By saying she had a bad head or she was simply too tired. But lately she had done that too much. She doubted he would be very happy if she turned him down again.
Hours went by and Mary was laying in bed facing the wall. She managed to fob him off again. She smirked to herself as she thought of the day they announced Baltus Van Tassel was claimed dead. She'd put on her tears and frowns for a while. But then she'd leave the town and start a new life away from the wretched Katrina.
Mary Archer was alone in Baltus' bedroom. Her figure perfectly shaped but the tight corset that was fixed around her.
It was late at night and she was alone. But she wouldn't be for long. She stared at her reflection carefully and breathed out on a deep exhausted sigh. Not exactly a sigh from tiredness of the day, but more of a tiredness of the same old routine.
Baltus walked in and smiled at her happily. He loved her so much and felt lucky everyday he was with her. But Mary was quite the opposite as she couldn't wait to get away from him.
He sat down on the bed and began to undo his shirt cuffs. "Busy day my darling?" he asked gently.
Mary moved her hair over one shoulder and stood up gracefully. "Yes, as always. I went into town and I red some books" she smiled carefully. She seemed so fake lately. She would smile when she wanted to hit him. And put on a fake smile as he kissed her goodnight.
She slowly sat down beside him and bit down gently on her lip. Baltus smiled as his hand rested on her knee. She had to stop herself rolling her eyes away in disgust as she felt his hand touch her. Mary couldn't wait for the day he was gone and she could take everything he owned as her own. Once and for all.
Mary gave a fake smile as always and watched as he moved closer. Sometimes if she was lucky she could get out of this. By saying she had a bad head or she was simply too tired. But lately she had done that too much. She doubted he would be very happy if she turned him down again.
Hours went by and Mary was laying in bed facing the wall. She managed to fob him off again. She smirked to herself as she thought of the day they announced Baltus Van Tassel was claimed dead. She'd put on her tears and frowns for a while. But then she'd leave the town and start a new life away from the wretched Katrina.
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