"You ain't my mother. I ain't gotta do what youtell me." I turned on Mother. "You gave up being my mother, so I ain'tgotta do what you tell me neither... And ... and, I'm leaving this hellhole!"I half ran and half hobbled towards a pair of heavy wood doors. Just as Ireached for the handle, one of the doors swung open and a girl about ahead taller than me entered. Hoping to catch her by surprise, I ducked andtried slipping between her and the open doorway. She was faster than Iexpected and grabbed. She had a mischievous look in her eyes as she informed me that she didn't have a problem with my fishing trip at all. There was a time that she would object to me going to the shop for five minutes to buy cigarettes.Finally the day arrived when I was to leave for my "so-called" three-day fishing expedition. I was certain that she had taken the bait because she was very anxious to see me go. I prolonged my departure and set out just after midday on the Saturday afternoon. Driving aimlessly. The cells have bars fronting them and your beautiful wife is paraded up and down in front of the caged men who call out obscenities and wave their cocks at her, she is made to strip off a piece of her clothing as she is forced to walk up and down the cells, this drives the men into a frenzy. Soon she is naked and the guards tie a rope around her neck and make her crawl on her knees to each cell where she is made to suck the mens cocks through the bars, and the guards have whips that they use to. "Does it ever go soft?" she asked, pointing at his member.Joerg smiled at her."Not when you stand in front of me in just a shirt." You mean, you feel desire for me?" she asked."It is obvious, isn't it," he smiled wryly. "We had better dress, pretty wife of mine. Bjoern will be anxious to get started." Who of you is the leader?" Hildburg asked. "Each of you seems to be in charge."Joerg laughed."Bjoern is the head of our family. By rights, I should have obtained his approval, before I married.