Exton

Alise swats at Stoney, laughing, “Yes, I am better, as you very well know. I hope you were telling your son not to make his maman too fat. I cant imagine what I am going to look like..”

She pulls on the blue dress, liking the color and the feel of the soft fabric next to her skin. Its low cut in the back, but covers the worst of the marks. Slipping on the sandals she is ready to go.