I caught Uli’s hand as we left the bar. ‘Making up for low pressure showers already?’ She giggled softly and squeezed my hand. ‘A therapy ses...ion with fun thrown in. Poor Inge’s got to reclaim her life before she gets all bitter and starts hating me and you and everything. She’s a bit pissed already and Trudi and I are going to help you fuck her silly and then Trudi will talk to her afterwards and fix her up with a nice kind dominant guy who’ll be good to her. Trudi’s been scouting for. Busy kinda lady.)But I didn’t have anywhere to go, either. My folks had kicked me out when me and Todd got engaged. They’d figured I’d come crawling back to them, I guess, but there we were, a year and a half later, still not speaking.I could have gone back.That’s important to understand.I could have. My mother and father would have made me repent, break off the engagement, live a good Christian life, be a good Christian wife.Berry would have died inside me, unborn.Or I could have just… driven. I'd have to divorce him if the police where involved. I'd be so ashamed. I did still love him why was he doing this to me? When he had touched my skin with scissors and started to cut my shorts off it clicked! The conversation the night before! Oh my god i made something in him snap and now he was going to treat me like a whore! Bruno was cutting off my bra and shirt at the same time when i struggled a little and was trying to talk through the tape. I wanted to tell him please love don't do. Before sleeping I jerked my penis twice for a roaring orgasm twice.Well almost every day I thought about that day and wanked. I was getting really anxious to do that again but somehow I could not getting that chance. Time passed quickly and I got that chance once again 9 months later.It was December and very cold so we planned for vacation on hills and took my SIL with us. The mountains were beautiful with snow and its rare to see snow in most part of India and so we indulged our self’s in snow.