Before standing I rubbed the sleep from eyes and stretched my upper body, bringing my elbows under my shoulder blades and feeling the muscles unravel ...rom a night of sleep. Shuffling into the bathroom, the first thing I noticed was that the faucet was not turned on.I peered around the separating wall to see my wife, standing completely nude with her back to me, peeing. I frowned and pondered if I had actually woken up at all. I glanced back to the bed, rubbed the sleep from my eyes again, and. Like a child, taught to keep quiet, I only speak when spoken to. The hands drag me from the bed onto the floor. I manage to kneel as Heels walks over. My face staring at the heels of Heels, a strange thought.I am passed over like a rag doll, a toy that no longer pleases. Another hand wrenches me upwards, it hurts, but still, I make no sound.The black dress that stretches over the upper thighs is now my vision, my cheek feeling the heat through the expensive material."Well, what are you waiting. Yesterday he couldn't make up his mind about lunch, let alone who to date. But now he's suddenly taken charge of the whole situation.He went to the library this morning leaving us girls to ourselves. He came back with a pile of books called, among others, 'The Incest Survivor's Handbook.'I so hate that term 'survivor.' I mean, what is a non-survivor? Someone who commits suicide I suppose. But then, somebody that depressed must have more than one reason to do themselves harm, must they? It never. Deviantsusie whispers to Cathy_slut98: What are you wearing now? Are you normally this forward?The reply came almost instantaneouslyCathy_slut98 whispers to Deviantsusie: Black top, maroon corduroy skirt, black stockings and shoes, black bra and panties… and yes, I can be with the right woman The smiley face irritated Susie for some reason. She knew this was irrational, but the fact she was the same age as her ex’s new bit made her angry, jealous and horny, a lethal combination.Deviantsusie.