“Deb. I’ve drawn a line. I know you’ve been cheating and I’ve chosen to not have you followed and get solid proof. But I’ve drawn a line and...when you cross it, the results will be very bad for you and your lover.”“Where did you draw the line, big man?” She demanded to know.“I’m not going to tell you,” I said flatly.“Well how will I know that I’ve crossed it?” Deb said as she put her hands on her hips.“You won’t, so you’d better consider everything you do from now forward. But believe me, when. They are in a safe refuge for the present, m’Lord.”This documentary evidence, plus representation by eminent counsel, was enough for the judge to dismiss Mr Sadaf’s claims of desertion and replace them with a decree nisi on grounds of marital abuse, costs to be borne by Mr Sadaf, and the marital assets to be shared equally between both parties.Freda chortled, “Dad said Sadaf’s face was a picture. All his efforts to keep his finances to himself, and now the judge declares that he must share them. Her trailer park wasn't too far from where I was staying at the time and I went to see her one Saturday afternoon. She was quite a hefty gal with few taboos. She had me strip down and gave me a pair of crotchless panties to put on. Back in her living room she had me bend over an ottoman and tied me to it so that I wouldn't squirm away as she paddled my ass. Luckily, I had built up a good deal of trust with her via our chats and was able to take all of the abuse she wanted to give me. There was. She said “Nalla irunthuchu”. Got a green signal for next try.Then these things happen for a week and one day while I was hugging her from behind, tried to took up her chudi top. She refused me to do. I forcefully took the top and chimies upward, touched her bare hip and pressed smoothly for two minutes. She closed her eyes and moaned “Sssshhh Aaaahh hmsss” Touched her belly button hugged her tightly. Now my dick is in between her ass cracks. I pressed my dick and kissed her neck and ears.Then.