As time passed by and no children came he changed, until they reached the point where their intimacy was for five minutes once a month. Marion wondere... if it appeared as a diary entry in much the same way that his work appointments were diarised. He associated intimacy with progeny and as it became clear they their union would not produce, he withdrew from frequent sexual contact with Marion. Nothing was said, no words of blame, he just relegated that part of the marriage. He now slept in one. I have a good strong floor that I installed for extra storage space and a drop down latter special for the attic.Hey Please come in here Jake we can fuck in here I don't see tony around any where wonderful maybe a quickie . One second let me double check Hello tony you around I know better than to answer he did install a ceiling fan .Looks like a vent to too suck out the heat cool much better maybe I will finally get central ac unit gosh I hop so. There's a tiny chip out of the ceiling near. We will not bathe together, but we will clean each other. Lift your arm.’ He shaved me carefully. Though I was terrified of him and I was full of despair, he was gentle and his touch was not unpleasant. He was totally at ease doing all these things to me, as if he did it everyday. He then washed me from head to toe. He touched me everywhere under the pretence of washing me, he entered every hole, hard and deep. Using first the washcloth then his hand he rubbed my clit until it was very near raw. There were some crabapples, some huckleberries, and a few other things he must have considered edible on a small sheet of bark a foot away from my face. I ate what I could, and because of the headache, did not discover my sprained ankle until I woke up again later in the day. I spent a slow afternoon working out what must have happened, and hoping my savior would be back soon. With my ankle that sore, there was no way I could hike down the mountainside by myself. It was almost night.