He was 5'8" tall, pale and small boned. He had shoulder length brown hair that was naturally wavy. When he approached, I noticed bruises on his face... He said his mother had gotten upset with him and had kicked him in the face as he stood at the bottom of a stairway. She was standing several steps above him and actually hit him in the face while wearing high heels. It had sent him backwards through their front screen door and onto the porch. Not waiting to be beaten any more severely,. I signed the pre-nup in good faith and I wasn't to know Paul had other plans." OK, let's talk and I'm... , well I'm sorry about just now. I am feeling so hurt that daddy deceived me like this. It's so unfair." She sat on the settee and I went and sat next to her.I saw tears forming in her eyes and I realised how hurt she was feeling. I put my arm round her shoulder to try to comfort her but she was tense and tried to shrug it off. But I persisted and drew her to me. She let go, weeping quietly. It all began one day when we were over at his grandparent's house. No one was home, and we snuck into his Uncle Billy's room. Marc wanted to show me something cool. Once inside, he shut the door and started searching around under the bed. A few seconds later, he popped up with a VHS tape in hand."Wait until you see this," he said. I had an idea what was on the tape, because I had been watching my father's porn since middle school. In the corner of the room, on top of the dresser was a 19" TV. ‘Okay okay, it’s just this shit fries my brain after awhile. I need a break. We’ve been studying for hours.’ Okay, maybe we have, I’m just so anxious about it. ‘Wanna take a break?’ I smile at him. His eyes widen. ‘Yeah I do,’ he says, as his hand slides down my shorts. Mmm, feels good. We look over my bed and my roommates. She’s not supposed to be home until tomorrow, she’s spending the night at a friend’s house, having a slumber party or whatever. He walks up and slides all my books off of.