The heavy curtains were drawn, so the room was still too dark to really study, but she could just make out shadows of furniture in the gloom beyond th... bed. There were no lights or candles, and any illumination would have to come from the fireplace once it was lit. What was it with her husband and darkness? She knew he lived in it, but that didn’t mean she had to! At the thought of her absent husband, she shuddered and drew the blanket up to her chin. Last night, the bastard had…she didn’t want. At that point we started fixing things up, the guys got dress some and I found a sink to wash off at. I looked up in the mirror and couldn’t believe how fucked up I looked. Cum EVERYWHERE. Make up ruined, and just looked so fucked. I felt proud though, after all that I could still sorta walk okay, and stand a bit. My breathe was TERRIBLE though, no one had gum or anything to help. I went and found my clothes. I pulled up my thong, then my yogas. One of the guys insisted on helping me with my. He scoffs as heremoves the weights and puts on two 2-1/2 pound rounds on the bar. Imanage to lift to his astonishment. He has me lift the bar over my headand my body starts quivering after 10 seconds. He laughs hard and tells meto put it down before I drop it on my head and that I have a lot of hardwork ahead of me. He removes all the weights and has me hold the bar overmy head with my legs wide apart. He slaps my butt and upper legs and kicksout my legs as far as they will go while. ‘I want to Kiss Britney Spears on the lips!’ I said lovey-dovey kissing the air. ‘OMM, I want to do that too!’ Riley giggled. ‘Umm, can I get back on the bed, I’m kinda freezing down here!’ Riley yelled. ‘Sure.’ I said as I moved over to let Riley in. ‘Umm,’ Riley started. ‘I know,’ I cut Riley off. ‘You want to kiss me?’ I continued. ‘How did you know Riley asked amazed. ‘I can read your thoughts..’ I whispered putting my index finger up to Riley’s lips. ‘Shh…’ I continued. ‘You don’t need to.