‘oh.’ is that what he wanted? She couldn’t, she never had. She knew men had reputations to do that sort of thing but she couldn’t. She pulled ...way. ‘Wait’ he asked quietly, he turned back to glance at the closed wooden door, ‘I didn’t mean to. I would never presume… it just, well happens when men… y’know, find a girl beautiful.’ ‘Found a lot of girls beautiful, have you?’ she asked coldly. ‘I don’t know, this has never happened before… not in this situation’ His eyes were big with apology.. The vanquished sufferer was past caring that her enforcedpose and convulsive quiverings blatantly exposed the most private parts ofher naked body to the lusting male eyes in her audience. She just knew shecould not bear another stroke of the whip to her poor piteously-wealed backside. Behind the bowed figure of the whimpering princess,Miss Simpson inspected her handiwork, a grim smile momentarily curling thethin lips of her cruel mouth. A tapestry of swelling purple and crimson. My best friend had just got the news that most couples would be so happy to hear and her husband just up and left.“Lucy, what did he say or do when you told him?” I asked almost scared to hear the answer“He yelled at me, saying it was all my fault, that I knew he didn't want kids and should have been more careful. Then he said I had to get rid of it”“WHAT!!” I almost yelled, now I really was getting so mad I couldn't control it“He said I either got rid of the baby or he would leave” she said. Quite all alone in her misery on this quiet Christmas Eve her voice didn't echo hardly at all in her small motel room. Her fingers endlessly caressed and probed the empty ring finger at the spot where her wedding band of over ten years had been until just recently. Alone and nearly destitute, she was just sitting in her little dumpy motel room waiting ... just waiting for the official divorce notification paperwork to arrive the day after Christmas.She had nothing to do now except sit and rock.