Not until early evening did Jean close down the laptop. She didn’t tell me what she had been watching other than to say she liked some of the beach ...ideos.The next morning the sun came out and Jean suggested we walk inland having planned a route on the map. She packed the rucksack and was wearing a fleece and a skirt when she went to go out the door. I pointed out that a skirt was not a sensible thing to wear as there might be nettles along the way and she waved a walking pole at me saying that. Now to the story:After resting for 15 mins of taking rest, she told that she wants get freshed and also wants to pee, for which took the bedside towel and began to wrap it around her. I stood up, pulled off the towel and told that why do you need clothes. I lift her up and take her to the bathroom and while doing this was kissing on her juicy lips. She was acting like resisting it and saying that we have just finished our round. I told her that it was just the beginning.Then she also. "I listen him emphasizes his control over me feeling his hard penis in myhand. It makes me want to kill him right now. Maybe you're askingyourself why I don't do this or runaway or even kill myself. Well, if Ido any of these things he won't just kill my family, he'll torture themand bring them here to do the kind of things I'm doing right now. On mythird day in this body, he showed me what he is capable to do if I don'tobey him blindly. Oh! I fought, even in this tiny fragile body I fought.The. You've already become a whore and nothing's going to change that. You can clean all the tables you want, we both know you're a whore at heart. So get out on the street corner where you belong. It's all you know how to do and all you'll ever know how to do. Go on! GET OUT AND DON'T COME BACK!"Marsha felt the words cut through her like daggers. She had thought she was full of resolve when she had walked through the door to Ginger's office. Yet, the executive had cut her to ribbons within seconds..