She wasn’t coming back. Reality can be a bitch, but it has to be faced. And face it he did, that afternoon on the rock. ‘It’s been almost five ...ears since I received that card, there hasn’t been another word from her. I only know what’s happened in her life through the local paper and the tabloids. ‘She is still big news for the town paper. They didn’t print the dirt, that’s what tabloids do.’ The paper covered the news about all her big shows, concerts, awards, and her successful records.. Then the guy that was face fucking me pulled out without coming and the monster that was behind me pulled out and I was left there wanting more.I was left there for a while don’t know just how long, but my mind was in over drive thinking what was in store next.Then I felt the crack of a whip on my bottom and again and again and they won’t holding back, I very nearly shouted out but I remembered no talking because I didn’t want it to stop.The strokes of the whip got a bit lighter and I could. That day she was cooking when uncle got a call from d company and he left. aunty told me to have my dinner and then go.When she was cooking suddenly something fall something in her eyes and i took d chance of the proper situation. I hold her face and started blowing air through my mouth into her eyes and was asking her if she is alright or not. after some time she told its fine. by touching her i got hard down in my 8 inch penis. but somehow i didnt show her.Then she told me to wait and enter. I had never thought about kneeling to Him, either, but for some mysterious reason at that moment it seemed not only possible but attractive. I looked right into His eyes for several seconds. He looked back steadily. Then he said softly, ‘Do it, Connie.’ As if in a dream, I knelt down on the kitchen floor, bowed my head, and said, ‘I’m truly, truly sorry for how I treat you. Please help me change.’ My anger was gone. A wave of relief crashed over me. Whatever happened now was out of my hands. .