Off to the theatre district for a pre-play drink.....Mom letting me have awhite wine.....taking in all that is NYC and the theatre crowd has tooffer. ...t was there at Sardi's restaurant that a "mini-outing" occurred.While sipping our drinks, a friend who I recognized walked up to us. Mrs.Nelson, was a member of my parents country club and was in town for thetheatre with a group of her own friends. Mom, always the gracious one,stood and greeted Mrs. Nelson with the social peck on the cheek.She. I wasn't interested in taking her back 20 miles to my apartment, and she told me she had a place. She directed me to a house just off the stroll, and I parked in front. She told me it would be $10 for the room and I should pay the guy in the living room. This was something I've never seen anywhere else, hot-sheet houses. We knocked on the door and a guy who knew Barbara let us in. I gave him $10 and he went back to watching TV while we went through the living room and into a bedroom. The. "Which one's?"I reached down and held up the faux synthetic snakeskin tan pumps withfour inch heels. "Yeah, I'm going to have to look into finding thesein a size twelve when I get back to Seattle." I looked inside andcould see they were size eleven's."Nordstrom's..." Thanks. What would you pair them with in here?" I flipped through afew skirts, pulling one I thought might work and showed her. Shenodded 'No'. More browsing and I pulled a cute summer dress, whimsyand light flowing fabric. . .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.