I go to all this trouble of getting a priest to help our marriage and all Doug can do is rant on about football.Aw shit, there I go again I keep slipp...ng into Donna mode. Donna was very happy she claimed to really understand things. He even had the nerve to want to make love. Oh no my mind screamed. I remembered how much that always really hurt.I walked over to the window and peered out. I felt so lonely here I was struggling to remain a man and my husband could care less. I felt like I could. She didn't want to swallow. But she did want more. She put another piece in her mouth. And then another. It was really quite enjoyable. She didn't even notice how loud she was crunching or that the chewed vegetable fiber was now making a noticeable lump in her cheek.Others were noticing, however, as she popped the fourth celery bit into her mouth and bit down nosily. Helen stopped speaking, looking very flustered, and stared resentfully at her. Everyone was staring at Doris. She looked. "Lee! No!" she called, blinded by the flash.He let a low cruel chuckle come from his throat. "Come on, now you're getting shy? Get on the bed!" he demanded, pointing."Lee, don't make me do that," she pleaded, whining, finding an odd twisted enjoyment in begging him. She felt her desire building again yet she forced herself to fight it. "Please, Lee, I'll do anything, else. I've done everything you've asked." And you loved it," he said scornfully. "Look, Babe, get off that high horse you've been. For that the nurse bluntly adviced Kamala to find a prostitute with whom Somesh can have sex with, as that is the only unsurgical way of getting it removed.Though Kamala was angry with her comments, she never reacted as she realized that was the truth.Kamala took a few days not knowing how to remove Somesh’s hymen without surgery. She can’t get him married at such a young age and prostitudes are even worse. Finally she made up her mind to give in herself for the well being of her son.One.