Another aspect of my personality that changed due to d**g use was that I had come to prefer giving Cindi oral pleasure over conventional sex. We had b...en married for two years and I thought this was just a phase. As it turns out, it is a phase that has lasted to 2012, about 33 years.One night we returned home from visiting with friends. We had done cocaine, smoked pot and drank a bottle of cognac. As we started to undress for bed, I raised the topic of her sleeping with another man. Cindi. I don't care how it happened, anyway. All I care about is that you're alive and can walk down this mountain under your own power." But I'm a girl...I'm you!" Would you rather be dead or in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?" Hannah asked angrily. "And for the record, I think the chances of you making it to that wheelchair were pretty damn slim!" You're right, of course. It's just going to take some time to get used to the idea that I'm not a guy anymore." I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. She fell to her knees, trying to keep her face out of the dirt. What the man did next startled and shocked the blonde teenager. He looped a length of chain around her neck and fastened it securely to the tackling dummy."Just like a dog, bitch. That's what you are--a bitch in heat. Well, the team's gonna put that fire out. You're gonna get more cock than you ever dreamed of before we're finished with you."A flood of futility came over her, drowning her in self-pity. She was chained like a dog.. .no morepreliminaries, the passion for her making him crazed withdesire. Shirt still on, shoes still on, pants pushed downover his ass, he drove his cock in deep, all the way into heron that one long, steady stroke. At first she moaned sweetlyas the thick head opened her a little more than her husbandhad but when the extra couple of inches he brought to thebed entered her, the moans turned to a shout "Oh myfucking GOD!" She yelled, feeling him open her, useher...she tore at his shirt and.