.. I don't know," I responded with frightened tears. Even my mother, who seemed to lose her temper with me on a daily basis, had never been this angry...toward me. For a moment I thought Mrs. Jennings might slap me if I gave her the wrong answer."Yes you do, and I want to KNOW WHY!" she demanded angrily. "I want to know why you took out my wedding dress and wore it. And if you give me a 'I don't know' answer again I swear I'm calling the police."I had run out of lies, or maybe I was too afraid to. She aches for it, squirms where she is held. Thefingers against her are agony and joy, the sheets beneath her buttocks wetfrom her arousal. "Do you beg?" it asks. She draws in a breath, warm and ragged. And her hands are at its shoulders,pulling weakly and helplessly against it, trying to bring it close. "Yes," she moans. "Please... take me... use me..." It moves. Yes. Its other leg over hers, her thighs now parting widely, herhips rising, begging, welcoming. I am Taiyiha. I am yours. The. . once, maybe twice. He watched the old mansat the figure back down in position and slowly walk aroundthe table, by the little town he picked up another. His oldeyes filled with tears and he slowly lowered the figure tothe table, at another spot he picked up a fallen solder,his uniform painted a rich blue."This was my brother." He again lowered it gently to thetable, almost reverently.Eric raised his eyebrows and looked quickly toward theprofessor, who also possessed a surprised expression on. Mine. I will whip it. Fuck it. Or dress it up like a slut and parade it around in public if I want." he says with force and conviction.She finds it a little hard to process his statement. She was considered a strong woman. An equal partner with her husband and if truth be told a little more in control than hubby would ever admit. Nobody owns her! The very idea is obscene. Marriage is a partnership.But the idea that her whole life has changed is impossible to ignore. She was lying naked with an.