Once she wastotally dependent on him, his abuse started to escalate, eventuallyturning violent. After the first couple of beatings, she tried to run,...ut he was simply too powerful a person. She hated him, she hatedherself. Suicide would have been an option if it were only her, but theidea of leaving her sons behind where they would grow up in his despicableimage would be unthinkable. If there were anything she could do, it wouldbe to tough it out and make sure her two boys knew to love and. That’s why I stormed out, he had me worked out perfectly, but I was angry with him for the way he dealt with it and not leaving me any excuses to spend time with him without it becoming more. I didn’t think I could end my relationship to start one with him. Also, he was being an arse about the whole thing because he was drunk. It seemed easier to push him away and stay with Gary. And I didn’t tell you because of you sharing a house with him and being with Nick, it’s too complicated.’ ‘So I’m. I crept towards the door of Elena's bedroom and could hear the whimpers of post-orgasmic lesbian lovemaking. Shortly, I heard the stirring and sound of the bathroom being used. I crept back to my room and assumed an innocent posed, pretending to go through my visa docket. I was dressed only in my boxers. The thought of Sushma's desire and a potential threesome with Elena was something to look forward to.A few minutes later, Elena knocked on my door and waltzed in, wearing a typical Goan frock.. Slowly, a little sense began to pump its way into his hammered brain. He was in a bed, which meant that he had to have gotten back from Commons somehow. His bladder was aching so much he couldn't stand it, and he wasn't sure he could feel his way to the john without opening his eyes. His neck ached, and something felt wrong with his head, and it took a moment or two to realize that he still had the motorcycle helmet on. A little exploration proved that he still had his costume on. A little more.