The pain is then terrible.She can’t even scream. A big rubber ball keeps her mouth unbearably gaping. She cannot swallow, and her saliva leaks and r...ns down her chin and then onto her breasts and thighs. She hears footsteps behind her. She closes her eyes; she doesn’t want to be there... “AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH!”She has never heard such a blood-curdling cry. Yamamoto just hit Laura’s helpless soles with a stiff, sharp Japanese cane.“Next time, you’ll be careful...”Yamamoto boasts of his. "'Fraid so, son, he said as Mom entered from the kitchen. "'Fraid so."I could see that Mom had been crying. She looked a little angry, too. I was about to ask what was wrong when she spoke."Tell him why," she said, her voice full of bitterness.Dad gulped as he silently looked first at Mom and then at me."Go ahead, you son-of-a-bitch," Mom demanded. "Tell him why."Dad never said a word. He just turned and walked toward me. He stopped long enough to give me a hug and whisper in my ear, "Take care. Vinay had a house here, and he was happy to put me up. I had plenty of study to catch up on, so I wasn’t so bored.I also knew Mossman and the other officers stationed there reasonably well. I wasn’t surprised that I got put on the nightshift. It’s either the most boring or the most exciting shift. For me, it was study nights.Being December, the crocks were active, and they had come up the Mossman River to make nests. I’d been in Mossman for three weeks when Carl, a tourist from Victoria, went. But, I need my mate to understand I need him to make love to me and I need him to fuck me.Will you try to understand me?All couples argue. We will be no different. If we have a deeper hurt, I need us to make love afterward to make things right between us. Face-to-face contact, particularly eye contact, will help us remember our love for one another. Slow, gentle lovemaking that takes time and patience, accompanied by thoughtful, unhurried touches, will reinforce our commitment to one another..