’ ‘But why?’ ‘The why doesn’t matter. If you come without my permission, I’ll leave you like this. I’ll leave you tied to your bed. Help...ess. Got it?’ ‘You wouldn’t do that.’ He digs his fingers deeper into my hair, tightening his control. It hurts a little. I yelp. ‘Try me,’ he whispers in a low guttural tone. ‘I’m going to fuck you now.’ And he does. I feel his cock just past the lips of my pussy—that nice, big, full head of his. I’m yearning for his cock deep inside of me. Instead he pulls. I thought I would just be told everything was fine, but Dr Spencer shocked me.He said my vagina would be tender for a bit, so he advised no sex for the next fortnight; AND he put me on medication to regulate my periods for a while. He said they might be irregular due to the pregnancy and the abortion.I had my suspicions about the medication, and asked if it also acted like a contraceptive. He admitted that this was one of the side effects, but as he also advised me not to get pregnant until I. "Jim was lucky. The fire department arrived within minutes of the call, and the paramedics knew exactly what to do. That, and the fact that he didn't have to have his chest opened for heart surgery. Now it was just a matter of him following the doctors orders and take the medicines they prescribed. As the doctor figured, the mild stroke Jim had was just that, mild and didn't appear to have done any damage whatsoever. He was told to do nothing except sit around for the next two weeks, and then. I put my legs in the open tank. And he sat next to me. We were talking with each other about other stuff and playing with our water with our legs suddenly I lost my balance and fell in the tank. It was not deep but I was totally wet and he was laughing, I saw him with angry eyes and he came near me, embrace me in his arms. And took me into the hut. It looks like hut outside, but inside it was a good room. By his touch and lift, i was aroused. I was not wearing a bra as the blouse had only 2.