Morris' frustration soon spilled over to the other sections of his life.His wife began to chide him about his drinking habits. She finally got fed up ...nd showed him the door until he got his act straight. By the middle of August, he was living in a hotel room – and drinking more than ever.Of course the reporters got wind of his marital situation – and immediately speculated that he'd had an affair. The tabloids were ruthless. Steve couldn't leave his suite and talk to a maid without a snippet. I thrived on his force; it drove my hunger to be treated cruel and fucked hard. He tore my panties off and shoved them in my mouth, put his leg over mine, and pushed my head lower making my ass rise higher for him. I could smell and taste myself, I moaned from him tearing my panties off and the taste and smell of my own excitement. He didn’t miss a beat and was back to reddening my cheeks. I cried and tried to twist and turn from his hold knowing that he was like my struggling. I could feel. You’re going to have lots of fun,” Sophie tried to console Wade over the phone the next morning.“What do you mean?” he yelled at her through the phone. “You mean you knew all about this?”“Well, I don’t know about everything. But, really, you’ll be fine. I know what they have planned for you and I think you’re going to enjoy yourself immensely. I don’t think I could have planned a better party for you if it were mine to plan. Brad set this whole thing up. Do whatever he says. And,” she paused. Her nipples were still poking through the white cotton of her little vest top and it was difficult not to keep glancing at them. I was hoping that Rob hadn't noticed me looking, though to be honest he was probably enjoying the view himself!As we sat there having a giggle and talking about rubbish, my mind started to wander back to the days when me and Laura were having sex virtually every night. I remembered one night in particular when Laura put her hair in pigtails and wore a little.