I looked at her saying that the interesting part was still to come. She give me a dirty look but turn back seeing herself with her legs wrapped around...some guy we both know isn't her husband. She said "You fucking little asshole . How did you get." And she stopped at that point cause she could see herself undressing in front of this strange man. All I heard was "I'm going to burn that disc and then have Paul kick the shit out of you, you little fucking asshole. What makes you think you can just. But that is not how Christ treats his church and it is not how you should treat your wives. With your love ... With your wife’s submission ... comes your responsibility to keep her and your children pure in the sight of God. Even if it pains you to see that look of submission in her eyes, you must overcome the desire to let her get away with that little slight. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. Not an irrational fear that you will capriciously knock her around a little to keep. ..all spotless, so Ithought. I even considered putting the various bottles into size orderbut thought that was too much and then returned to Mistress. She waslooking at some of the new pictures on Sissy Zelda's profile when Ireturned and with a curtsy informed her I had finished. She bid mefreshen her wine glass and then led me to the bathroom for inspection. Itturned out the bathroom was not as spotless as I thought. There was soapsuds on the underside of the hot tap, a spot of lime scale in. She didn't know what hurt her more - her father's betrayal, or her own willingness to satiate his desires, albeit only physically.All she knew was that the world would never be the same again.Stanley could wait no more - he felt he had wasted enough and more time to try and make her feel good. It was obvious he could never get her to like it, and all his pent up frustrations were screaming for that final satisfaction, of shooting his jism into his girl. Woman, he corrected himself silently as.