BabyGirlLilly
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Mary Carter
Age: 18
Mary's life was pretty normal. At least for her. She was part of a loving, yet very religious family who attended church every Sunday. Prayed before a meal and said prayers for those who were less fortunate.
So, all in all. She was a good girl. She got decent grades at school. Had a decent amount of friends. But of course, no boyfriends because, as Daddy said, she was not to turn into a jezabel and to keep herself clean and pure for the right person she should happen to marry one day.
But just last summer, Mary found out her family wasn't as pure as she was led to believe. It turned out her father had an affair with another woman in the next town over and from it, a son was born, this was of course 2 years before Mary was born. Anyway, the old lady came to the house one evening, telling Mary's father that 'their' son was in prison, doing time for a robbery.
Of course, Daddy denied it all. It made Mother cry and since then, things hadn't been the same.
Of course, Mary could hate her father, but knew she couldn't. She loved him too much. So she asked the Lord what to do and to steer her in the right direction.
Then, as if by a miracle, it came to her, accept her long lost brother and welcome him into her heart. It was the right thing to do.
So, as Mary attended college, she found her brother doing time at the State Prison. She went to visit him once a month. The two got to know each other better and when it was time for her brother's parole hearing, she was there to testify that her brother was going to change once he got out.
They had made arrangements that if her brother's parole went through, he would stay with her until he could get his own place.
And that's where Mary was waiting at now, at the exit where they let the parolees out. She was dressed in a modest blue dress whose skirt reached below her knees..her bigger than average sized breasts straining against the buttons on her top, white socks and black patent leather shoes completed her outfit. The redness of her hair shone in the sun as tendrils danced around her face in the wind. Her small blue Honda was idling as she waited to see her brother, whom she would finally get to hug for the first time.
Mary Carter
Age: 18
Mary's life was pretty normal. At least for her. She was part of a loving, yet very religious family who attended church every Sunday. Prayed before a meal and said prayers for those who were less fortunate.
So, all in all. She was a good girl. She got decent grades at school. Had a decent amount of friends. But of course, no boyfriends because, as Daddy said, she was not to turn into a jezabel and to keep herself clean and pure for the right person she should happen to marry one day.
But just last summer, Mary found out her family wasn't as pure as she was led to believe. It turned out her father had an affair with another woman in the next town over and from it, a son was born, this was of course 2 years before Mary was born. Anyway, the old lady came to the house one evening, telling Mary's father that 'their' son was in prison, doing time for a robbery.
Of course, Daddy denied it all. It made Mother cry and since then, things hadn't been the same.
Of course, Mary could hate her father, but knew she couldn't. She loved him too much. So she asked the Lord what to do and to steer her in the right direction.
Then, as if by a miracle, it came to her, accept her long lost brother and welcome him into her heart. It was the right thing to do.
So, as Mary attended college, she found her brother doing time at the State Prison. She went to visit him once a month. The two got to know each other better and when it was time for her brother's parole hearing, she was there to testify that her brother was going to change once he got out.
They had made arrangements that if her brother's parole went through, he would stay with her until he could get his own place.
And that's where Mary was waiting at now, at the exit where they let the parolees out. She was dressed in a modest blue dress whose skirt reached below her knees..her bigger than average sized breasts straining against the buttons on her top, white socks and black patent leather shoes completed her outfit. The redness of her hair shone in the sun as tendrils danced around her face in the wind. Her small blue Honda was idling as she waited to see her brother, whom she would finally get to hug for the first time.
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