With his bag of peanuts, Thomas was sat under a tree. It was his turn to head the cows, as he watched them graze... he had his peanuts. He put one leg on top of the other, a sunhat, comfortably in peace. He thought of many things, how Merri had went off with Austin. Mrs Brown had informed him that, he was sorry enough to take her to get medical attention as she had not fully miscarried and the pain was unbearable as she was indeed still bleeding. Thomas only prayed she was alright, regardless of the shame she had caused him and the pain. He cared for her and he wanted her to be alright. Thomas had noted that he was not the only person who was inlove with Merri, Austin was too and maybe he should have noticed on their very first encounters when he had all those questions about Merri. Not wanting to be played for a fool, he only took Mrs Browns word because she was an elder and a respected elder. She had no reason to lie, therefore Thomas believed that Austin was inlove and remorseful s

Austin laid back as instructed, for the first time during sex he felt very anxious. Merri straddled herself on top of him. Her thighs on either side of his waist. She dry humped him as they made out. Her lips were soft against his. Puckered and lusciously stringing him along into her bait. Their fingers entwined, she moved her lips to the feel of his manhood, centering her clit for a better grind against him. His manhood was hard, compressed and felt good against her clit. Their kisses were soft, given time and thoroughly enjoyed. It was different compared to their moments at the plantation where they always had to be as quick as could be. Here they had time of the day and privacy. Merrigold breathed out, stopping the kiss... out of breath. Austin smiled at her, she could see how genuine and intense his love for her was. The look of adoration in his eyes did not go unnoticed. They did not speak for a moment, kissing her forehead... he hugged and squeezed her tight in his arms. Merri lo

He was used to the foul odor of the stable. It had not been the first night, he had spent a night in the godforsaken place. Blinking his eyes open, being greeted by the eyes of the almost 7ft horses blinking at him in oblivion, as they stood in their small compartments. Something he was quite used to but something was not right, it did not feel right. Feeling the weight of someone on his chest, he panicked. Merri was not here, this was not Merri... this was Merri's place, Faith was not Merri. What was Faith doing—In the mist of his confusion, it all suddenly dawned onto him what he had done. He had allowed the devil to use him to commit adultery. He felt sick to his chest, guilt was all he felt in tank loads. In his entire life, he had never seen himself being with anyone other than Merri. He had failed her, failed their commitment and relationship. Thomas felt that even though she had wronged him, he would never try to do the same or be that petty of a person. His heart leapt with c

"Humor me...""Love, please allow me, I need to entirely concentrate, stand still...""This is so vulgar." Merri complained."What is so vulgar about a man painting a woman with a body of art."Merri let out a smile. Peaking from the canvas, Austin smiled back at her."You're not allowed to hang it anywhere where it is of public view.""I hardly get any visitors so what is the point?" He mumbled focused on his work."Regardless, I do not know where you will keep that be it between your mattress or in the wardrobe but if you hang it up. I will never forgive you..."Austin chuckled. "I won't put a face on it, just your body. Does that gladden you?""...no..." she replied with a stern look."You're unbearable.""But you love me." She added."You're still unbearable." He countered."That's why you love me.""I refuse...""I must have been mistaken when you pleaded 'Merri, this is not you. I want you to fight me. Argue with me'..." Merrigold mimicked his base.Austin smirked, choosing to i

She had a lot on her mind. All regretful solicitude. It was hard to speak of something she had not came to terms with at all. The journey felt extremely long, dawdling. Merri noted that, the first journey with Austin had not felt this way because she was happy...excited...and...in— she would not say it. She was glad she had never said it with her own lips. She would never say it, unless she was begging to look like a fool. Her thoughts wondered off to that woman, Hilda? Merrigold spitefully still remembered her name. Who names their child Hilda? Merrigold hated the name. Hilda? It irked her... so did Stella. A part of her felt sympathy for Austin when her thoughts wondered off to the confession he had made to her. Merrigold thought a lot throughout this nearly 36 hour carriage ride. There were stops here and there but it did not daze her from thinking.Ofcourse Austin had been intimate with Hilda before. An old friend, he had lied in her face. What was wrong with him? He said he loved