We were great friends that kissed every now and then but were seen as a couple.We were in this dynamic for two years, and we spent so much time togeth...r that he decided to ask me to be his girl. I kind of already was, but this made it official. He even gave me a 'commitment' ring. I didn’t see any reason not to accept. I was very young and didn’t understand the nuances of the feelings towards boys, and even though I was hardly sexually attracted to him, I was now his girl.I wasn’t in love but. It went on for a long time and I jumped when the chimes from my grandfather clock signaled the noon hour. Almost half an hour had gone by.One of them stomped on my knee. I screamed and reached for it when another kicked me in the ribs causing me to fall onto my side. And then they viscously beat me. They punched and kicked me, and hit me with a stick or broom or something until I lost consciousness. And then they threw water on my covered face and started over. I remember lying on the floor. But I was not sure. Her pink uniform top was stretched to the limit. She had used a razor blade to cut long cuts in the thin material. I could see a huge white bra under her pink shirt. Maybe she was the owner. She had the biggest valley of cleavage I had seen in quite some time. Cleaners or no cleaners."Good Morning! Yes! That is me. Welcome.." I said. They both smiled. I watched as Kaycee moved her clip board in her left hand. She was wearing a super small white mini skirt. Her pink top was. It seemed there was little or nothing that they had not or would not try at least once. Anal sex was nothing unusual. Oral sex, masturbation in front of each other, even her using toys to do so, were all things that she did with him that she would never think of doing with her husband.Because, she was not actually married to Rich and their relationship was only a relationship for a time, she did not feel the moral pressures of her upbringing. She did not feel the need to act as the proper wife.