When I found out that Brant had become interested in her, I figured the relationship that had begun would end. Instead, she spurned him at every chanc..., saying she was waiting for someone far better. For a while, when our relationship became physical, I believed that I was the one. Brant had tried to get me to help him, and he seemed like a nice guy when we interacted. I started to wonder why she kept saying no, and why she was so angry with him.“I believe the rape happened a few weeks after. I stood tall and statuesque, just a thong separated me from total nudity, 'Jesus', uttered my fucked up husband', as he rose again to retrieve my light kaftan.'Wait', I interjected, 'I will get it, I'm going to dip myself in the water', and he sat down again, my heart was thumping, I was praying he was there and would see me, my nipples ached, with the heat from the sun, and the longing to be suckled by a man who was desperate to suck them.I walked off after my kaftan, donning my straw bonnet,. Take me home.’ and collapsing into the water. As she sank deeper and deeper she could just barely make out their confused voices. Before she completely sank to the shallow bottom, she could almost swear she heard a voice whispering to her. It said ‘I’ll come for you soon. Wait for me.’ It took her a few seconds before she realized it was herself who had whispered it. She didn’t get a chance to ponder on it though, as she blacked out from lack of air. ^*^*^ ‘Mistress, are you awake yet? Your. I figured the chance of seeing that was worth seeing Samantha's bet of 5. A five of diamonds came up. I figured that she had me beat unless the river produced the a fifth diamond for me, but I again matched her bet of 5. She bet another 5 after turning over the jack of clubs, and I folded. All I had was a king high. I had given Samantha a chance to get some clothing back with the chips I had bet, and was now regretting it as we tried to figue out what of her clothing she had just won back.After.