They sat outside on a wide veranda extending over the water, the sounds of the river very soothing as it gurgled across the rocks. The sky was clear, hundreds of stars visible in the twilight. As they ate, Dean looked up and said, "I'm glad it's so clear tonight and that you don't have reason to think about Anna's world. I want you to totally concentrate on Abby's world." She smiled across the table as he reached out and took her hand in his. "I wouldn't want to live in Anna's world unless you were there to share it with me." He grinned and couldn't help but tease her a bit. "Hmmm, maybe I'm not as strict with naughty little girls as mean old Richard is? How many spankings has poor innocent Anna had to submit her little bottom to? Tell me who is ahead in that department, you, my love, or Anna?" Abby blushed and squirmed a little, her bottom only slightly tender from his earlier spanking, as she thought of the latest scene she had written. She looked around, as if to reassure herself that their conversation couldn't be overheard.
