Sylvia Davies stood looking at her husband her lips curled into asnarl. She placed the case of his clothes at his feet and pointed tothe door.Upstairs...in his room Billy had reached under his bed and pulled out thedoll he had hidden there with a pack of pills. He may have been a moodyboy but he wasn't dumb he knew exactly what he had in his cache. Thepills were hormones and he swallowed as he looked at them, he knew itwas what he wanted but something he still wanted as a boy. His violentmoods. “Owwww…” she said, getting her voice back. “John-…AH_OUCH!” as she got her ass slapped yet again. I wasn’t going easy, & her ass was a very bright pink now, and she moved her hand back to block me.“Actions have consequences, now move that damn hand woman,” I said sternly.Sniffling and with a tear-filled eye, she pulled it back, whimpering something about be sorry, but after the humiliation and the beatings over more than two decades, I wasn’t feeling particularly merciful….but I was feeling. Maine kaha ki badbu aap ko aa rahi hai muje nahi toh esko door bhi aap hi kar do, toh woh boli teek hai magar tu kisi ko bolna mat, maine kaha mai kyu bolunga.Phir hum dono bathroom mai aa gaye, unhone nay meri T- shirt uttarney ko kaha, toh maine kaha ki aap hi uttar do, unhone nay meri T- shirt uttar di, toh maine kaha, “ didi aap kai bhi kapde bheg jayenge inko bhi uttar do, toh who muskurati hui boli tu sab janta hai, toh khud hi uttar day, maine foran unka kurta phadte hue uttar diya, ab. Instead, I just stood there and turned to look over at Kelly only to find her already headed down the hall to their bedroom.I followed her, all the while wishing I had not helped her buy the 9mm Beretta I knew she was caring for protection. She threw open the door just as I caught up to her and there was a scene that I can only describe as coming right from one of those 70's porn novels having such titles as "The Farmers Daughter" and "Cousin's Barnyard Fun".Upon the bed on all fours, complete.