“Put me down!” I yelled, kicking and hiting whatever I could. He stopped, I herd a door open. “I said put me down!” I yelled again. All the s...ddon I was thown onto a bed. I was in dads room. Then he left and shut the door behind him. The room was dark. There was a window but it was covered with tape, I could see nails sticking out of the bottem. I ran over to the door. It woulndnt open. There was no other way out I knew that because I stayed in here the first two days. All I could do was wait. It had started to rain as I stood outside the salon. It was 07:15 in the morning, when he eventually arrived, and on seeing him I started to feel myself wetting, my vag, for the first time in its teenage years, was about to be introduced to a man, oiled, and touched, stroked and caressed, something akin to being masturbated, by a family member, I wondered if uncle would try to fuck me, that thought sent me into a tizzy and I peed myself a little.We hugged and kissed, and his lips felt different. That was one of my infidelities during this pregnancy, if only men knew how most women feel, ugly would be close to the top of the list, horny is second, unappreciated, though possibly not true in most cases, but they do add up in your fuddled mind and brain, so extramarital sex does provide some tension release.When the taxi drove off I felt like the wicked witch from the west, I was wet with increased sensitivity, and ached like I never did before, I felt as if I needed the boys to tag team. ” He only nodded in understanding and acceptance.With sadness but understanding in his eyes, “I understand, my dear. It was a huge thing to ask and I feared it might become too much. I only wish we could have understood what that man might ask ahead of time so we could have rejected it.” After a moment of thought, “I am sorry, Tina.”“The firm and Director Borden will make sure you are richly rewarded for what you did. There was nobody who could have secured that project.” His eyes.