For good measure, another half dozen other songs were added to the mix as backups, but weren't expected to make the final cut this time around.All of ...hem seemed to be much better than my tiny contribution.Using the rough demo tapes as a beginning, I began to craft my first rough bass line recordings. The record process continued in a very haphazard fashion the whole month, sometimes one or two folks drifting in and working for awhile but leaving right when they thought someone else might be. She glares up at him. "I want you to treat me like shit. I want you to fuck my mouth like it's a cunt in the middle of my face." She says. And he does.You feel yourself getting hard. You'd never suspect something quite like this could make you hard. Then again, how could it not. You give your boss a look. "She's quite something. Where did you find her?"He laughs. You wonder why he's laughing. "That is my wife." Shit." you say under your breath."Look." He goes on. "Any company can provide. I got into a fight with him about it. He was right. Iwas just excited to finally be invited to a high school party."Silence again. Dammit Chris. Keep the conversation about Amber."Why did you do it again when you knew it made you sick?" I asked."It's so hard. I'm so stressed out. I felt numb to it all when I tookit." She started crying again. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you andCindy. I'm not a bully. I swear. I just want perfection from my girls.Cheer is all have."I was silent. It was getting dark, but I thought what could be done for him was already done. The women brought some water and food to me. The men started a couple fires around us, as it was becoming clear to everyone that the a****l expected to remain exactly where he was … sleeping on me. Throughout all of it, the a****l never so much as twitched. As ill and fatigued as he was before, the effort of vomiting and losing what was inside him took the last bit of energy and will to resist. He slept soundly and.