”The pain in my stomach was almost physical now. Suddenly it all became clear.“So, Karen, instead of asking me or talking to me; you decided to be...ieve your father and your dear Joel, just because there was a date on that video? On second thought - don’t bother answering. Maybe this was a good thing, and prevented a major disaster. You managed to have your rebelliousness in college with me, and now you can go back to your family.”I could hear her gasping for breath on the other end.“Karen, the. A garden. Streaks of black blended into the surrounding green defined branches. Flicks of the knife defined leaves. Lushness. Happiness. White and yellow. It’s night. A streetlamp breaks the surrounding darkness, revealing shadows in the background. People? Pets? A man on the path ... pauses near a park bench. Glistening, wet. Not a place of respite. His eyes show surprise. But of course, there isn’t enough detail created by the knife to see his eyes. Surprise? His hand partially lifted. Placed. She very lightly traced her hip bones and closed her eyes. She daydreamed about being grabbed by her hips, and fucked from behind, as her nipples suddenly came to life. It was the first time she had noticed an ache in her nipples and she decided to abandon her self-loathing exploration in favor of a few quick twists and pinches of her nipples. Rachel’s nipples were not round, like all the other ones she had seen, but more elongated and boy were they sensitive! She discovered quickly, that. I was quite impressed by her knowledge of the lake. She went on to state that she had not been home to visit her parents for almost a year. A look of guilt crept over her at this point. “That’s enough about my boring life, let’s talk about your exciting life,” she quipped. “Well, I'm married to a crazy, cheating bitch! How’s that?” I responded with an embarrassed chuckle. “Would you like to talk about it?” she asked, curling her bottom lip. I told her that I was not ready to talk about it, and.