I began to explain her that I had an idea that might get the stress off her mind while she was having sex with her husband. In my view they were not l...tting themselves go while sexing because she was very much preoccupied with getting pregnant. I told her that I would have to show her for a much better understanding instead of verbally spelling it out to her. Nora was not sure, what I was saying but being at the end of the rope, she was so stressed to try anything for success. I told Nora, she. Then we had to part. I didn't know how this would occur or what to expect, but I was profoundly disappointed when Ben took my hand, and shook it. I was back to plain old boring Tom."We must get together again soon, very soon" was all he said, and made a note of my telephone number. We went our separate ways.CHAPTER 4The following Tuesday, there was a phone call for me, "Can you talk?" said Ben "Let me close the door and we can talk all day," I responded.The conversation began a little tensely.. He saw a tall ugly troll standing in the road. Troy thought for a moment. What was the best way to deal with this. Hmmmm dwarves could always use more females. Pulling out his enhanced wand of polymorphing, he blasted the troll. The troll began to shrink. His thin body began to fill out. His dark stringy hair began gaining some body to it. His green skin turned a dusky brown. His face softened and changed. New growths appeared on his chest. The troll was in shock and seemed. Someone was out there, hating her every breath, someone who sent tokens of their contempt and loathing without fail each and every week. She had burnt the notes posted to her but watching the flames consume those hateful words penned with blood red ink had not erased them from her head or her heart. They remained branded against her memory: You can run but you cannot hide, once a whore always a dirty cunt, only death can part us, I know your seven horny secrets … Now only one note remained.