It was now weeks after the wedding and Annie was still livid with me. She kept promising payback and I wondered what that might be apart from denying ...e any sex.About three months after the fateful tattoo night, Annie began to have an arrogant attitude towards me. Something had changed and I didn’t know what. She started going out without me and was evasive about where she went. She came home pretty late one night, very drunk. ‘So you wanna know where I been?’ she slurred. ‘Well, let’s put it. ” Vicky stood, offering her hand to Peter. “Come on, it’s time for you to do some apologizing and a major suck-up job to Abby.”Pete exhaled deeply, and Vicky escorted him to the gathered family and coaches. Abby noticed him approaching and darted for him out of Scott’s grasp.“What gives you the right to think you can run my life? I’m not a little girl anymore! Brad has done nothing wrong to you except love me, and this is how you thank him, by putting him in the hospital? Maybe you should join. "Please, no. I'll go right now, you'll never see me again. Please." Her large eyes looked up at me, and I felt a rush. She was only 19, I thought. Her pussy was tight and her tits firm and round. I love my job. I grabbed her hips, flipped her over, and tore off her thong. She was struggling, so I grabbed her throat and hissed "I'm warning you." She tried to cry out but my hand choked off the sound. I dropped my jeans. My cock was already rock hard - I was enjoying this. I spat on her bald twat. It’s mostly cute, but I don’t think I’ll be particularly interested in sharing you like giving her half my chocolate bar.” She smirked. “Good thing she hates the cold or she’d want to move back out here with us in September.”I laughed and kissed her. “So how long am I going to have to do without you keeping me warm at night?” I asked. “I know the Harvard break is a month. You taking most of it to see them?”“Nah. I leave on the 20th since my exams are done by then. I’ll be back on the 4th..