sport.”
“It's not just about killing for sport; it's about skill, and I need to go—your Father invited me. If I offend him, he will never let us get married.” Mary knew he was right, but she worried for Maurice. Mary's father had a nasty habit of “accidentally” getting rid of people he didn't like.
“You promise to be careful, my love?” Mary looked upset as she worried for Maurice.
“As always you are my life, sweet Mary. I will always return to you.” Mary loved when he talked to her like that; it made her feel safe, something she had always longed for. Maurice kissed Mary, pressing his lips against hers. They kissed and he reached to caress her breast. Her corset and several layers of clothing prevented him from feeling how hard her nipples had become. Mary pulled away suddenly. “Maurice, I am sorry but I can’t do things like that. It’s wrong.”
“I am sorry, Mary; I shouldn’t try and push things that far.”
“It's okay; it was my fault. You must know I love you, Maurice, and don't ever doubt that. No matter what my father says.”
“I would never doubt you. I have seen the way other men look at you. You see no one but me. I don't understand why, but you have always accepted and loved me. It’s getting late. I have to go now.”
Maurice changed and walked toward the stable where Mary's father had asked him to meet up for their hunting trip. He had borrowed some riding clothes from a friend so he would look good. He wanted to make a good impression on her Father. He loved Mary more than anything and wanted her father's permission to marry her. As he walked toward the stable, he overheard Mary's father talking to his friend.
He would never dream of eavesdropping, but he heard his name mentioned in their conversation.
“I will never allow my only daughter to marry that low class nobody,” Lord Herald Gentry declared.
“Aren't you being a little tough on the lad, Herald?” Edward replied.
“Hell no! If that little greedy bastard thinks that he's going to marry my sweet little girl and get his dirty hands on my money, he has another thing coming.”
“Look: I'm not saying that you should give the young man all your hard earned money, but just keep an open mind. You know I'm right, Herald.”
“I will try,” Herald grumbled.
“That's all I ask. Besides, it wasn't too long ago that your Father-in-law had a similar conversation about you.”
“Oh you sneaky bastard, that was a low blow.”
Maurice took the momentary pause to approach Herald and Edward. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Mary's father would never agree to let them marry. Maurice had to change his mind; that was the only way. Mary wasn't the type to just run off without her father's consent.
“Lord Gentry, thank you for allowing me the privilege of riding along with you on this hunt.”
“Hum—yes, well, Maurice, this is Lord Edward Holmes, a good friend of mine.”
“Looks like the weather will be quite pleasant don't you think, Herald?” Edward cheerfully asked.
“Yes, quite. Let's get going,” he said grumpily.
“Yes sir,” Maurice replied.
Maurice mounted the horse and was ready to get this over and done with. He knew Mary's father didn't like him, but he needed to change his mind. He needed to find common ground; surely they must have something in common.
“Okay Gentlemen, let's not waste time and get on with this trip!” Maurice stated. He kicked his horse and began riding at a leisurely pace.
Herald and Edward did the same. Two servants and two hunting dogs followed them. Maurice couldn't believe that they would make such a fuss out of a hunting trip. Well, they were of the upper class. He, too, would often go hunting with his father, but they went on foot with a single hunting dog and nothing else.
“Lord Gentry, I just want to say that I love Mary very much.”
“So you say,” Herald responded.
The men had been riding for a while when Herald stopped.
“There is deer
“It's not just about killing for sport; it's about skill, and I need to go—your Father invited me. If I offend him, he will never let us get married.” Mary knew he was right, but she worried for Maurice. Mary's father had a nasty habit of “accidentally” getting rid of people he didn't like.
“You promise to be careful, my love?” Mary looked upset as she worried for Maurice.
“As always you are my life, sweet Mary. I will always return to you.” Mary loved when he talked to her like that; it made her feel safe, something she had always longed for. Maurice kissed Mary, pressing his lips against hers. They kissed and he reached to caress her breast. Her corset and several layers of clothing prevented him from feeling how hard her nipples had become. Mary pulled away suddenly. “Maurice, I am sorry but I can’t do things like that. It’s wrong.”
“I am sorry, Mary; I shouldn’t try and push things that far.”
“It's okay; it was my fault. You must know I love you, Maurice, and don't ever doubt that. No matter what my father says.”
“I would never doubt you. I have seen the way other men look at you. You see no one but me. I don't understand why, but you have always accepted and loved me. It’s getting late. I have to go now.”
Maurice changed and walked toward the stable where Mary's father had asked him to meet up for their hunting trip. He had borrowed some riding clothes from a friend so he would look good. He wanted to make a good impression on her Father. He loved Mary more than anything and wanted her father's permission to marry her. As he walked toward the stable, he overheard Mary's father talking to his friend.
He would never dream of eavesdropping, but he heard his name mentioned in their conversation.
“I will never allow my only daughter to marry that low class nobody,” Lord Herald Gentry declared.
“Aren't you being a little tough on the lad, Herald?” Edward replied.
“Hell no! If that little greedy bastard thinks that he's going to marry my sweet little girl and get his dirty hands on my money, he has another thing coming.”
“Look: I'm not saying that you should give the young man all your hard earned money, but just keep an open mind. You know I'm right, Herald.”
“I will try,” Herald grumbled.
“That's all I ask. Besides, it wasn't too long ago that your Father-in-law had a similar conversation about you.”
“Oh you sneaky bastard, that was a low blow.”
Maurice took the momentary pause to approach Herald and Edward. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Mary's father would never agree to let them marry. Maurice had to change his mind; that was the only way. Mary wasn't the type to just run off without her father's consent.
“Lord Gentry, thank you for allowing me the privilege of riding along with you on this hunt.”
“Hum—yes, well, Maurice, this is Lord Edward Holmes, a good friend of mine.”
“Looks like the weather will be quite pleasant don't you think, Herald?” Edward cheerfully asked.
“Yes, quite. Let's get going,” he said grumpily.
“Yes sir,” Maurice replied.
Maurice mounted the horse and was ready to get this over and done with. He knew Mary's father didn't like him, but he needed to change his mind. He needed to find common ground; surely they must have something in common.
“Okay Gentlemen, let's not waste time and get on with this trip!” Maurice stated. He kicked his horse and began riding at a leisurely pace.
Herald and Edward did the same. Two servants and two hunting dogs followed them. Maurice couldn't believe that they would make such a fuss out of a hunting trip. Well, they were of the upper class. He, too, would often go hunting with his father, but they went on foot with a single hunting dog and nothing else.
“Lord Gentry, I just want to say that I love Mary very much.”
“So you say,” Herald responded.
The men had been riding for a while when Herald stopped.
“There is deer
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