All the fucking we have done over the years"."Your fucking ass is mine" he growled. I tried to stand up....I don't know why because there was no place...I could go to escape by fate. He pushed me down to the floor and put his foot in the middle of my chest. "Don't you move" he snarled. He reached down and unzipped his fly...he pulled out 8 inches of soft cock...pointed it at my face and let go with a hot stream of piss into my face. I was stuck under his foot and had to just take it...again in my. He had a broken left orbital bone around the eye, his left cheek bone was also shattered, and both his eyes were black and swollen nearly shut. He looked like someone had hit him with a brick or something equally hard.While the response to Corinne’s picture had been one of shocked gasps and intakes of breath, the picture of her assailant was met with grim rumblings of discontent. Then someone started clapping, and it quickly spread to the entire audience. And before it ended, everyone in the. Didn't work out that way. I ended up telling him he was "a great listener" and he got the hint. We haven't spoken since.I told my friend Laura about the thing with Kevin, and she thought it was both funny and sad (her exact words!). She thinks I need to tell my therapist about all this (I've been refusing to talk to her about work, you see... more like avoiding).I just re-read all that. Do I sound depressed? I'm not, though. I mean, I was during that week or two during the whole Kevin thing.. I had tossed the porno mag on the sofa and had planned to flip through it right away and then get rid of it in the same way I had the other. After changing out of my work clothes into my “uniform” I decided to trim my beard and mustache. I took the hand mirror and trimming scissors and went back down to the living room. I had just finished trimming when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I was surprised and a little annoyed to see it was Garret. He said, “Oh, hi, is Elaine here?” I.