What am I supposed to do, argue you out of your feelings?”I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing actually came to mind. He’d actually hit...the nail squarely on the head, once I considered his point. These were my feelings, and they weren’t going away.He looked at me for a moment longer, then turned his head away and muttered, “Just go then, but I’m having this house. You want to go, go, but don’t come back.”It was then I knew that this wasn’t the run-of-the-mill argument. Something. The nurse explained that she would be calling past Sonya’s house every 2 weeks to check on her brother and make sure Sonya was coping. The nurse left a Sonya a contact number and left, the small business card was Sonya’s only life line should anything go wrong. The house was quiet. Mat lay on his bed, after 2 long agonizing years he was finally home but it was never meant to be like this. Sonya sat next to her brother’s bed and stared at him for hours not saying or doing anything. 2 years and. Was it really ten? She'd lost count. She only knew they were good ones in John's arms.oOo"You know, Baby, John Bull is filling your wife's pussy with his semen right now. His sperm is swimming in her birth canal even as we speak."Tim's cock swelled to its maximum."Oh, my! That made you hard! I feel the difference. It makes you want to cum doesn't it, Baby? Just thinking about Eve with John's cock inside her hot pussy. Makes you want to release, right, Baby?"Tim gripped the exercise bar above. My one redeeming quality during this period is that I never got violent.That goes without saying, that once my birthday was over and done with, I suddenly chilled. It was as if I was a whole new person. My wife noticed it almost immediately. She didn't say anything about it until the next day. I suddenly became the man she had married again. Where for the last few months I had been moping around, depressed, angry, easy to madden, loosing my temper at the slightest thing. Once December.