"Rory, are you okay?" I asked gently slapping his face.His head was slowly shaking from side to side."Baby?" I asked him.He managed to get out a groan...I saw that he had a cut on his lip.I slowly stood up as I put his head down on the grass, gently.I ran in the living room."HUNTER! RYAN! QUICK! HELP!" I yelled in.Moments later, they came in running."Rory...in the front yard...Carry him to his room....I have something to...take care of." I said crying.Rory landed pretty hard.They nodded and ran. I dreamed of Birgit and me together in the future with kids, living in Sweden. The dream ended like a mirror shattering but I slept on. I felt OK when I woke up on Tuesday morning.Dad took me to Doctor Mercer’s office. They met briefly without me, then he signed the forms, paid the office visit fee, and left. The receptionist ushered me into Doctor Mercer’s office.We exchanged greetings.“This will be different from our previous meeting,” Doctor Mercer said. “Different because it focuses on you.. She felt her house master enter the room and position himself behind her. He gathered her hair softly then pulled it hard, snapping her head back. At the same time, she felt him start to push into her ass. It hurt as usual, but she had learned to accept it as she began to be rocked back and forth once the wife left the house she became an anal whore.It had been like this since she was a young maid and she had learned to accept it, even if the sperm in her ass stained the sheets at night. Part. "C'mon,Georgie, let's go have another drink in your place before we do thedirty deed. I'm going to need more liquor in me before I can be with aman."I was still trying to keep my heart from popping out of my chest as wewalked together to my apartment door."Yeah, George. I broke up with my girlfriend this weekend, and well,I'm a mess. I've been crying and drinking and I'm no good to anybody.It's over and well, I want to move forward and forget her. And, I cansee the way you undress me every time.