Shuru kya ab mai saatve asman par tha aur abh who bhi apni gaand utha utha ke chud rahe the au keh rahe the kai aaz tumne mujhe ladki se aurat bana di...a mere bhai ab hamesh tujh se hi chudungi yeh sun kar mai aur jhosh mai a gaya aur tej chodne laga phir mai jhadne. wala tha to maine apna saara maal uski choot mai chud diya aur hum log aise hi chipk ke laite rahe thodi der baad mera lund jaag gaya aur maine kaha ke mai ab tumhari gaand maarna cahata ho who boli kidard hoga maine kaha main sab. "The newlyweds were at home, having left the reception shortly after Marianne returned from the vestry. There would be no honeymoon."But my husband, I..." Ah, ah, ah, never contradict me." Yes, my husband." Your father warned me you were a whore. Are you a whore Marianne?"She could have answered truthfully that she was the victim of an incestuous father and voyeuristic sadistic husband, but Marianne was fast approaching the point of no longer knowing the truth. Savaged and debased since she was. I think the error we’ve all made is assuming she believed in compromise. She doesn’t. I failed to realize that; or rather, failed to understand what it truly meant.”“So why not just tell you?”“Because she’s afraid that I’d push back and tell her she had to compromise. And she doesn’t want to.”“How far are you willing to go?” Elyse asked.“As far as necessary,” I said.“Don’t compromise your values,” Elyse said.“It’s not about that,” I said. “It’s about understanding what she needs from me. Not. Then she whispered in my ears that she will be joining me in my bedroom in half an hour after taking a bath.She asked me to keep my bedroom door unlocked and I nodded in response. She left with a soft kiss on my mouth. I finished drinking my hot chocolate and went upstairs to my bedroom. I jumped into the shower and took a quick bath. I dried myself up, put some nice perfume.I turned off the lights and then slid myself into the sheets of my bed. But this time with no clothes on. I was waiting.