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QUOTE PROMPT #145 – MARY/MARSHALL
"What isn't worth remembering? With good memories come bad memories and I've got a lot of both."
"And your uncle Will got in so much trouble that he never went down to that creek again," Marshall finished explaining.
Norah laughed. Marshall had spent the last hour telling her and Maria all about his childhood with his brothers. "What about you, Mom? What funny stories do you have about you and Aunt Brandi?"
Mary scowled. "I don't have any funny stories."
"Don't even one?" Norah questioned.
"Was my, my mom funny?" Maria asked, quietly.
Marshall shifted, knowing that Mary didn't like to talk about her childhood. "Did I ever tell you guys about the time that Uncle Barry talked Uncle Will into jumping off of the porch?"
Norah frowned. "I want to hear about Mom's childhood. Please, Mom?"
"Please, Mom?" Maria echoed.
"Girls, why-"
Mary interrupted him. "It's okay. You have to take the good with the bad, right? Isn't that one of those crazy things that you're always telling me?" Marshall nodded, slowly, pride filling his eyes. "Okay, let me tell you about the time that Aunt Brandi decided she wanted to be a superhero and made me make her a cape out of an old blanket..."
QUOTE PROMPT #146 – MARY/MARSHALL (SLIGHT SPICE WARNING)
"Think dangerous. Think something you can only half-see, like a glimpse, like something out of the corner of your eye."
Mary popped one eye opened. It was still dark out. She felt as though something was out of place, but she wasn't sure just what. Mary held her breath, listening for any sounds, but the entire house was quiet. She moved to turn over, but caught a shadow in the corner. Her heart began to thump in her chest as adrenaline pumped through her veins. She had just decided on a strategy when the shadow pounced, pinning her to the bed.
"You're lucky you didn't get a knee to the groin," Mary told him as he suckled on her neck.
Marshall stopped long enough to tell her, "I think that would hurt you more than it would Me at this point."
"Don't be so sure about that, slave boy," she replied, glaring at him. "What were you doing, stalking about in the dark?"
"I went to the bathroom. On the way back, the sheet slipped from your hips, revealing your backside," Marshall reminisced. "It was mesmerizing."
Mary chuckled. "I always thought you liked my front more than my back."
Marshall pressed into her, letting her feel his hardness. "There isn't a single part of you that I don't like, from the top of your head to the bottom of your toes."
"Still, it's dangerous to go hiding in the middle of the night." With that, she tipped him, rolling until he was underneath her. "You never know when the tables will turn."
"I-" He gasped as she settled over him. "I do so love those tables, though."
QUOTE PROMPT #147 – BRANDI
"A high school boyfriend isn't a husband; he's an obstacle."
"He's married. I can see the ring from here."
"So?" Brandi turned from the man at the bar to look at her friend, Angela. "Marriage is just a state of mind."
Angela cackled. "You are crazy! There is no way that that guy is going to give you the time of day."
Brandi adjusted her breasts inside her bra. "Sure, he will. I know him."
"You know him?"
"Yep," Brandi confirmed. "He used to hang out with my sister." Brandi glanced her when Angela went silent. "You want to bet on it?"
Angela studied the man at the bar. "You're on. If you can get that man to leave the bar with you and hook up, then I'll watch your kid next weekend. If he turns you down, you've got mine next weekend. But I need proof, underwear or pictures or something."
Brandi shook her hand. "Deal." She fluffed up her hair, blowing Angela a kiss as she walked towards the bar.
Angela groaned when not even twenty minutes later, Brandi sashayed with the man out the door, her arm around his waist and his hand firmly on her behind.
