We began to fight constantly. When we finally agreed to call it quits it was a relief for us both. We divided our assets more or less equably and she ...eaded back up north to live near her family. I didn't miss her then and I don't miss her now.Despite our inability to coexist, she was responsible for many of my stories. I took out my frustration with my asexual wife on the poor women in my stories.Throughout my long marriage I was forced to spend a lot of time thinking about sex because I had. The kids are good. Hmm? No. not really.Listen, get up. Come on, get up. 'Cause I want something. You can't possibly mind any more, can you? That's it. That's the way. Turn around. Just stand there. You know what I want. Yes, I do. What are you waiting for? You know how you're supposed to be for this. Just like I used to have to be. No, don't worry about the dress. It'll be fine. Just leave it there. That's it. Do you want to hang onto that? That'd be okay. Okay. Now hold still. Uuggh. Yes. One.. Just zip up these side panels and it's theperfect fit."Moira now stood in front of her helpless prisoner and admired her handywork, smoothing her satin skirt and Jason's frock alternately."Not bad, now you have a sit down," she cajoled, helping Jason onto thebed."I thought you said I was free to go," Jason protested but as much ashe tried to move or free himself from his predicament, the tightereverything appeared to be getting around his body.He could feel the effect of his own satin. I started to cry, and Tracy gave me a cuddle. Then Tristram came up andasked what was the matter. Tracy told him that Darren had spat in myface and called me names."Are you all right, Beverly?" said Tris. He gave me his handkerchief towipe my face with."I will be," I said. A little crowd of boys and girls had gatheredround, all wanting to know what had happened. Nicky and Ronnie werethere, and so was Heather Flint and Peter Goldsborough."Beverly was getting picked on by the new boy, Darren.