She had felt for his hand, but it had been cold and lifeless.She had screamed and sobbed hysterically on the phone to the emergency services, demandin... an ambulance, but she knew in her heart that he was gone forever. He was eighty years old, and had gone peacefully in his sleep.At the funeral the children had physically supported her, as she had been unable to stand for very long unaided and after the service was over she had decided what she was going to do. She had explained all the details. Misserable( I thought)* what was I doing in summer school. I was always good. A honner role student. A average. Always.so summer class was upsetting enough. Without a teacher having a problem with me. ‘ why’ I asked myself. When ms black asked why I was in summer class’ make up’ I responded. Ms black was the only bright thing. She was my winter teacher, and had many classes with her. We had become close over the years..knowing how bright I was. So when she asked me to see her in the office I. .. I'm not going to hurt you."Margaret loved cats, but her husband was allergic to them so when she moved she had to give her cat to her cousin. She bent over the log to try and see if she could retrieve the poor little animal, who she was sure was lost and hungry. She was so focused on helping out the kitten that she didn't pay any attention to the sounds of branches breaking behind her.Out of nowhere she felt a hard tug on her hair and her head was yanked straight up. Out of the corner of her. " the bar tender suggested.The bar tender, whose name was Pete, led the way. My husband pushed me towards the office. Once inside Pete undone his trousers dropped them to the floor followed by his underwear. He stroked his cock until it was fully erect."OK" said my husband "Get down on your knees and suck his cock." No way. That's not going to happen. I'm not sucking him." I yelled. "You're not turning me into some sort of whore." "Get your belt" my husband said to Pete as he removed his own.