Does He Love Me For Me Or Because Ima Whore And Pleasure Him Nicely (Love Story)

Does he love me for me or because Im a whore and Pleasure him Nicely (Love Story) 6

Maryann Is losing a good man! All the woman want me and thing I'm So handsome but why couldn't she? Why couldn't she just say she still loved him? He hadn't change just got money! Maybe thats it maybe she only liked me because thats all she could get! Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford thought as they walked across from the garden. Maryann was stick in her thoughts as well. Both of them upset and angry! The air was breezy not to the point where they had to where thick clothes but just breezy air that smelt like roses. Maryann looked up at Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford, She didn't see a man, She saw a god an amazingly handsome god! She didn't care if she sounded silly at all; But Yes she knew there was no point he imaging them together because he's a lord! and she's a whoremaid! Now who in there right mind would marry a whore, and a skinny one at that! Maryann became angry with herself, with life, with Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford, with everybody. She'd felt like kicking someone! "About Micheal Walt!?" Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford Said through his teeth. Maryann looked up at him and smile. She was ok with talking about her life long love, But the question is how does he know him? Is he his cousin? Mate?. "Oh" Maryann said Happily looking at a pink rose bud. Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford pulled out a knife from his inside jacket pocket and cut of the pink rose, He slice off the thorns, And pulled his knife back in his jacket. Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford Handed the Pink Bud to Miss. Jacobson. He wanted to hurt her like he'd been hurt! He'd tried thinking of a way to hurt her but nothing came to mind. "Yes, He Died in the war" Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford Said quickly. He regreted it the moment he said it! That was too far and wrong! He thought as he saw Miss.Jacobson Eyes begin to water!. "Dear lord" Maryann said looking at the ground. She wanted to run, scream, cry! But she stood there begining to cry. Tears started to flow out of her eyes. Lord Micheal Ashcroft Watford hadn't meant to make her cry. He pulled Miss.Jacobson up against him hard. Just holding her trying to undo what he had done.-