Trying so hard..

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After getting her daughter ready, she disappeared back into her bedroom, walking over and kissing her husband softly, turning to the wardrobe, pulling out her work uniform. A simple white shirt, navy blue pencil skirt, a navy blazer and her black flats. The bed behind her squeaked subtly, footsteps approaching her from behind and soon followed by his warm arms around her waist, soft kisses rested on the bare flesh of her pale neck, gently draping her silky soot hair over her right shoulder, holding her close. Ten long minutes passed, their embraces never ending for the seconds that ticked past, as if nothing else in their world mattered, just husband and wife locked in a warm, passionate embrace, both reluctant when it had to part, slipping from each other, resting their lips softly against each other before she started to get dressed, slipping on her shirt, followed by the skirt and blazer, pinning her hair back and applying a quick layer of makeup, only a touch of foundation, lipstick and a slight amount of eyeshadow. Then she slipped on her flats, slipping one last adornment into her hair, picking up her bag and folders, kissing her husband softly before walking out, leading her daughter out to the car, buckling her in, smiling and gently, getting in herself and starting up the car, revving the engine before setting off down the road, dropping off her daughter about 20 minutes before arriving in work, setting off down towards her classroom in the school, reaching it and opening the door, sorting everything out ready and tidying up a few last things by the time the majority of the students walked in, all chatting away about their weekends.