"If you've got that much money why didn't you just buy some antique stuff that I could sell?" she asked when I told her about the difficulty in gettin... hold of bills older than circa twenty years. I could have kicked myself when I heard that. Of course that would be the right thing to do. It solved a problem though. I did want to contribute to my child's upbringing and if I bought stuff that would increase it's value over time I would be able to do that without any difficulty. Added to that I. But that’s how we played our little sex games, and I was use to his verbal abuse, even liked it when I was in my submissive mode.”Oh yeah, baby! Fuck your slutty wife’s used pussy while a strange black cock fucks me up my dirty white ass. I know you love this, you fucking pervert! What’s next? Gang bangs? Orgies by the swimming pool? Or perhaps a trip to the kennel for your filthy little bitch?”My raunchy words of endearment must have been way too much for David because he started fuck my pussy. I saved her dp in my mobile.I asked her whether her husband knows to use it. She said he doesn’t know. I asked her,was their marriage a love marriage?She said ‘no’ and said that her hubby was her relation. I understood her marriage life.She also said that “Don’t message me when my husband is in home. If I message you, you reply”I don’t know why she said that to me. But I realised she needs a man or companion like me..I was on cloud nine…I thought ‘ava madangitta..’That day evening…I went home. "She should almost certainly be on antidepressants. I'd have some idea of the nature of her depression by observing how she does on meds. As for the rest, well, it's still way too early to say. I think getting her out of her situation has taken away the danger of suicide, but these things can be unpredictable. She's still very fragile. And this whole rescue thing is still unreal to her. I mean, she was trapped – and I mean that pretty literally – in a Hell of a situation. Gary, at the height of.