I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to we...r any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me. I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I didn't go. My body couldn't take another beating. He might even throw me out of the house. He had threatened to do it. I finally decided it was best to go. I felt uncomfortable in the taxi. The driver kept looking in his. " Matt was bartender on duty. He drew a pitcher and put it on the bar; took the twenty and gave his change. Blucher wrapped fingers the size of sausages around the handle of the pitcher and hefted it like a regular glass. He drank about a third, set it down on the bar, and let out a belch that drown out the TV. The guys closest to him could smell the garlic on whatever he'd had for lunch that day."I say it again. I can lick any guy in this bar. Anybody here think he wants to try me."Matt. So nobody would have suspected anything, my girlfriend at the time wouldhave become me, and I would become her.But of course I did not have such power magic, and little by little, myrelationships with my girlfriends ended through a break, with mybehavior that does not suit them...With this evil being, I began to take refuge again in food, and I becamemore fat than the first time...And then I stopped attending girls.As I began to work, I've left my parents house, and I've moved into myhouse.So I. She expected that, and she was prepared with her polite but usual response, when he offered none of those obnoxious lines, she was intrigued. By the time she had realized it they had been talking for over three hours. He had offered her his phone number, she had politely refused it, but as the conversation progressed she found herself wanting to hear his voice. She was stunned by her reaction, in such a short time she felt this undeniable connection with him. Eager to put a voice to the typed.