Sara learned to deal with hisshortcomings by requiring him to service her with his other assets,which resulted in fewer and fewer intimate times over ...he next years asSara was never overwhelmed by his efforts. Sam was resigned to sleepingin the spare room unless Sara wanted some close personal attention,which times were getting few and far in between it seemed the longerthey were married. Sam resigned himself to be a good house husband andtake care of all the home things that Sara had little. “What the hell is wrong with me? I don’t get it!” she seethed.“Are you okay? Are you distracted?” I offered.“Don’t you start, Kim,” she spat back.“No, seriously, are you okay, Jess?” I was still trying to help.“Oh, I’m just fucking muddled in the head right now, it’s driving me mad,” she cried as she sunk her face into her hands.“Tell me what’s the matter. Is it about Cam?” I asked.“Yeah, no, oh… I wanted him, I should have taken up your offer,” Jessie said with a tearful voice.“You weren’t to. .Since he had to leave…Dad agreed and sent me…I went there with a naughty smile on my face like oh yea I am totally gonna paste this bitch wipe her out clean then I rang the bell when the swung open there she was my sweet heart who gave a smile and said come in…I entered later after sometime she gave me a cup of coffee and while I was watching tv she changed her clothes and came out of the room in a nighty where her low neck line made her cleavage visible for me…She said that the servant didn’t. " Tell me what happened — as much as you are able, please," Gwen requested.Alicia discovered that she did feel a need to talk about what had befallen her. She took a deep breath and began her tale with the attack on the carriage.Her face ached from forcing the appropriate, demure smile to remain on her face throughout the day. She was certain she would never walk again from the pain of wearing the tight, high-heeled shoes that none could even see beneath her voluminous, ornate teal gown. The.