Thread: SAMOK (EveningSky & G23)

Saturday mornings at the Beckett household had been the same since Marcia Beckett gave birth to her last child Brandon, five years ago. Samantha would prepare pancakes, the favourite dish of the two youngest Beckett's. A dish that was never complete without maple syrup, whipped cream, fresh strawberries and fresh orange juice. Sean Beckett unlike his two sons Chase and Brandon, preferred scrambled eggs, fried sausages and hash browns, with a piping hot cup of freshly brewed Brazilian coffee. Those duties were given to Samantha while her mother prepared the baskets for market. Both mother and daughter left the estate every Saturday at seven o'clock to have their morning breakfast at Joe's cafe before heading to the green market, located in the heart of Wilmington. Saturday had been the only day all farmers could set up stalls along the main street to sell their goods. Green market had been a tradition for many generations. Housewives would take the opportunity to shop, and gossip outdoors. Restaurant owner's would scout stalls, checking which farms had the best of the best when it came to produce. The Willowfoots were known for their products and had most stalls . Over the years green market had become, Willowfoot market. Sean hugged Marcia from behind as she slipped in her small pearl earrings, bringing out the cream knee length dress, and matching heels. All this for a market... He inhaled her lavender scented perfume with a smile. Sean knew very well his wife dressed elegantly anywhere she went. It was what attracted him to her in the first place. Do you like it? She smirked I do. His hands snaked their way down to the hem, slipping his fingers beneath the dress to carress her bare skin. Sean!l She squirmed as her husband's hands worked their way higher. Come on, you can miss market today. He spun her around, placing a hungry kiss on the lips he loved so much I've got three hours to spare before I need to be in the station.. he whispered, hands running lighting along the length of his wife's womanhood. A moan escaped Marcia's lips, giving Sean the okay to hoist her onto the vanity. Ready to take his wife in all ways possible for the next three hours. Marcia kissed her husband's lips lovingly as he slipped off her panty. Give Sam the list, and keys to the truck. He stepped back, giving his wife space to pass, not before smacking her bottom. Marcia found her daughter tying her blonde tresses into a messy bun, and slipping a black bando to the front, pushing back her fly away hair. Samantha wore a black knee length dress decorated with white polka dots, and her signature brown cowgirl boots. The spitting image of her mother in everyway except the eyes. Unlike her younger brothers, Samantha inherited the chocolate brown Beckett eyes. Marcia stepped inside the room to adjusting Samantha's bando. Taking much pride in the beauty she became. The teenager eyed her mother suspiciously, their eyes connecting from the reflection in Samantha's vanity mirror. Marcia smiled I want you to take the truck and go to market today. Your father needs my help with somethings Uh...okay Samantha got her license earlier on in the year and would run errands. Growing up on the estate meant that she learned the art of driving at the age of fourteen. Sean made certain his daughter knew how to ride a horse, drive a manual vehicle and use a gun. Take your brothers with you for the drive. Also there is a care package in the truck, give it to a Willowfoot. It's for Fauna Willowfoot, I heard she was expecting so I baked a basket of things. Samantha shook her head in disbelief Tsk. tsk. tsk. Way too nice And you'd do well if you follow in my footsteps. Please...don't forget the care package. Yeah yeah Samantha replied from down the hall Marcia glared knowing her daughter's forgetful nature You better not come back home with it still in the truck Samantha! And take your brother's to the park...get them some ice cream Yes mother... Samantha drawled Chase! Brandon! Their mother called Go with your sister. Samantha did not need to look twice before her to younger brothers were hopping into the back seat of her mother's red double cab pick up. She grabbed her purse, keys and mothers wallet before leaving the house. Marcia waited patiently till the red truck disappeared from the long driveway, her children finally gone for at least an hour or two. She locked the doors and headed back up to her husband with much excitement. Samantha took the highway from the Beckett estate, windows down, the breezeblowing wildly at her face as she sang along to the soft tune on the radio. It took them twenty- five minutes to arrive in the heart of town. The streets already laiden with shoppers and stalls. Samantha carefully pulled into an empty space on the far end of everything. Okay guys hop out She took the basket, her mother's list and purse before rolling up the windows and locking the car. The care package still sitting on the seat wrapped nicely in coloured cloth with a bow. I'll deliver you when I locate a Willowfoot. Samantha walked slowly behind her brothers, making Chase hold Brandon's hand as they entered the market area. The street had been cordoned off, no vehicles allowed through until market hours were over. However she took no chances with Brandon and his tendency to wander off. Sammy, can we get candy apples? Brandon begged, his green eyes squinting under the glare of the sun. Samantha eyed the stall selling the sweet treat, pondering on the answer before eventually giving in. Munching should keep you guys busy...while I shop After purchasing two green apples on a stick covered in caramel she began her shopping. Heading to the Willowfoot vegetable stall first, many people gathered checking produce and purchasing. Leaving Samantha to the back of the line, peering and tip toeing over the people as she clutched her mothers list. Occasionally looking down to make sure that her siblings where there