"Let's skip to after he stabbed you," he said. "What do you remember after that?" Looking down and passing out," I replied. "No, I saw my girlfriend a...d my daughter come out on the porch. That's really all I remember."Paul pulled out a chair and sat down with a smile."OK, unofficially," he said. "You broke Lemons femur. The femur is hard to break with a direct hit. Almost impossible from what I've heard. So you knocked the shit out of him. A compound displaced fracture. The bone was broken so. He caught on, I think, to the hints but it didn’t go anywhere. He wasn’t happy with his girl and was very vocal about it, and I can’t deny that I, slightly ashamed, thought about breaking them up. Back to the present, he's still with his girl and still vocal about being unhappy. In fact, I'm pretty sure she knows it. We've talked occasionally since I moved, more frequently since I told him I'm going to visit. He's made several not-so-subtle hints about us hanging out for awhile. So, of course,. .. She loved to have me helpless and unconscious when She did her worst.I never got used to the slow, groggy awakenings. It took time to remember where I was, and then within that context, what had been done to me. To help him this time, she had suspended me by my wrists in front of a mirror, though this was confusing at first, because I didn't recognize myself. Trying to breathe deeply confirmed that it was indeed my body squeezed into the form I saw before me by a wickedly laced corset. My. The bastard sent the picture to me…Ana later told me that he made her beg for him to cum into her mouth. He said if she wanted his cum, she should beg and cry for it…Ana smiled, but then she begged him almost crying in tears…She said he then held her head and began to fuck her mouth very roughly. He began to deep stroke her mouth, making her gag and choke on his dick. She said this guy knew what he was doing. He kept talking dirty to her, calling her a dirty slut and that this was what she.