Then, he proceeded to summarily start trying to rip my clothes off.I'm not sure if the synapse to his brain were firing properly before I hit him, but...I'm sure from the number of stitches he required after his head met 'The Club' they were firing at a much slower rate because he seemed much more docile.That soured me so much on dating that I just quit it entirely and began to focus totally on work. But work wont get you through those long lonely nights when all you want is a nice warm body next. As I had been having so much sex lately finger fucking June every night then making sure Spike could screw every hole at his leisure i was quite tired sex 3 or 4 times a day “enjoyable as it was “ was taking its toll I fell asleep during my maths class, and as a consequence I was sent to the headmasters office, I trembled as I came near his door I still shuddered at the memory of my last punishment, I knocked gingerly hoping he would not hear me and make good my escape but no such luck the door. So the prisoners had enough troubles of their own without worrying over Megan.Clarissa sometimes wondered how Megan stood the heat which was now up in the hundreds day after infernally hot day, but, like the others, she had worries of her own and at times, as she slaved away she almost envied her friend, wondering how she didn't die from a never ending thirst - a thirst which was so terrible that it dominated her day to the exclusion of all else.So, for the most part Clarissa had put Megan's. All this happened just in few seconds. He entered having a beer bottle in his hand.Uncle – Anita, why did you scream?Aunty – I just saw a cockroach near the bed, so I screamedUncle- you bitch. I thought what something else. And why are you in a bedsheet.Aunty- I was just going to bathe when you enteredUncle – So what to hide from your husband.And he removed the bedsheet. As he removed it she looked at me as the bathroom door.Uncle- hey you sexy bitch. Look at my sexy wife I just fucked you.