I just cant help myself. Naomi and John have unleashed in me a wild sexual being that I thought had died when I found out that my ex-husband was cheat...ng on me. If I get pregnant then Wendy will have a brother or a sister. I could not miss Friday night, or refrain from fucking. If you are fucked on Friday by other men and later find out that you are pregnant, you wont know who is the father. I prefer not to know who the father is. I dont want to saddle anyone with the responsibility of being. Surely, there must be someone out there, a professional, who could open Tom's eyes to the severe damage he was doing to ME, to US, to the entire future of our marriage! How selfish he was. How cruel. Sometimes men are like that. They don't know how wounding their actions can be.A small, thoughtful thing like being handcuffed or tied up and he couldn't even take a few minutes out of his busy evening to do that one thing for ME? I took care of the house all day, cooked, cleaned, kept everything. ‘Happy Christmas, Denise!’ Elizabeth said brightly. James’ smile was a little forced. ‘Oh, come along James!’ Elizabeth told him. ‘Just because they’re new people doesn’t mean they bite, you know!’ After the greetings, Anne and Stan were left to entertain James while Elizabeth shot into the kitchen to see what she could do to help Denise. As they sat in Denise’s living room, Stan wondered how to start the conversation going. James just sat there, looking around, unable to meet anyone’s gaze.. I was alone in their house with his wife and thier 2 daughter where out playing. After sometime on inquiring i came to know that this 2 daughter where from 1st wife who expired on delivering the 2nd daughter and uncle married her to take care of the kids. Further i came to know that uncle had bought her from her parents as she was coming from very poor family. All this news where new to me as i had never heard of buy or selling of women for marriage. Uncle had paid rs. 30000 to her parents for.