Only my memories of her keep me from casting myself though the vale at death's door and into the eternal rest offered by the beyond. Soon, I must find...some escape from that sound, that horrible, unceasing, inescapable, sound! Soon, I must find some escape from that pain. Soon I must!February 20, 1894It gives me no rest! Again my tormentor came to me spewing forth it foul noise as it tore into the flesh of my shoulders with its claws. All I can feel now is the pain it has left me with. I believe. I decided to continue doing what I was doing, rubbing her shoulders, which was a bit of a reach now and stretching forward pressed my hard-on against that glorious ass…that worked for me. The combination of the hot tub, the moment and the view were making me a bit light headed, either that or the redirected blood flow from the swelling downstairs, either way I found a way to soldier on. As I worked down her shoulders, I again allowed my fingers to stray under her arms across the sides of her. (staring at her boobs)Judy: No Varun I can’t come out without wearing my bra. I haven’t gone out without wearing my inner.She started walking towards her bag. I stopped her and said: No, Judy. I am your new husband and you should listen to me.Judy: But Varun, understand my situation, please! What will people think about seeing me?I thought for a second and moved towards her bag. I pulled out a dupatta and wrapped her upper body with it.Me: Trust me I won’t put you in any trouble.I slowly slide. ‘I’m going to deprogram all that bad-lover foolishness right out of your head.’ He swatted her bottom with his free hand. ‘So behave, and it will go easier for you!’ She stopped laughing long enough to drone in a monotone voice, ‘Yes Master,” then reached down and pinched his ass. ‘Oww!’ Sam swatted her again, and then soothingly rubbed the spot. She whimpered, and said, “But it feels good to be bad.” The bedroom door was already open. Sam strode in and dumped her on the mattress. Placing his.