Hands and arms helped me up to my feet. Supported at first, but then on my own, I was escorted into the building where a small man looked on my head ...nd examined me quickly."To my opinion, he is all right. Nothing but bruises." He told to Mr. Peters. Then turned and addressing me, "I advise you to go to bed now. Sleep it over. Maybe your girlfriend could read you some good night stories?" He smiled conspiringly.Girlfriend? What girlfriend? Did he mean Patrick? A headache stopped me from. And you…. You are warm, beautiful and most defiantly not old!!” she looked at me now with sorrow in her eyes her hand still holding mine dropped into the lap and her eyes glazed over as she began to speak “Yes that is my husband but we are not married because of love but because he wanted to…” she paused to search for the right word “collect me. He likes possessions and my father was his client and offered me to him as part of a deal. He does not like me working but it is the one thing I told. I rubbed his forearms and told him to kiss me, with that he leaned forward and kissed me slowly. He kept pumping away and i felt his cock getting thicker and start to throb, with that he pulled out and shot a big load all over my belly and breast. I cleaned up and while he lay in bed drinking i called my hubby. I told him we had already fucked once, but that we were going to fuck again. It was about 10:40 now and Hubby reminded me to not come home too late. About a half hour later after i got. Angel threw her arms around me and held me while I cried. After a minute she said, “Jake, you’re bleeding.” By this time Bill and the kids were standing there watching.So much adrenaline had been pumping through my body that I didn’t know I was injured. She pulled me inside and removed my shirt. I sat in a chair and explained what had happened while she tended to the wound.When I had finished the story she said, “You’re going to need stitches,”By this time, I couldn’t lift my arm to put on my.