What about me? What about Betty?I'd had such romantic dreams when I'd married. I'd been certain that Ted was my Prince Charming. That we would always ...e blissfully happy.But living happily ever after just occurs in fairy tales, as I'd ruefully learned. Life is a struggle, even for a member of the American middle-class.Especially a female member.Your k**s, your husband-they've all got the outside world to go to. But a housewife? She's stuck.The home is like a prison. More and more lately, my. It had not gone all that well. I got up, and as usual a servant appeared, and asked my wishes.I growled 'coffee', and waited for it to be made. Mariel had elected to sleep elsewhere. Despite her youth, she had that manipulative act down pat! Are all woman born with it? I shook my head, and lit a cigarette.Denying me sex because she was angry wasn't really that big a hardship for me. That type of behavior was annoying, at most. While I had gotten used to sleeping with Mariel, I had sleep alone. This was definitely not the kind of kidnapping that we expected, but we were going to stick with it as long as it took. We found a couple of more camp sites, and we got more and more concerned as to what was going on.Suddenly, we realized that we had not been paying enough attention to the direction that we had been riding in, and we had made a big arc so that we were now not far from the Hopkins ranch. In fact, Sam recognized the building that we came to as being a little used line shack at. And we stayed like that for a long time, my cock never went fully soft inside of her, remember I was a young lad so it was easier.After a bit she said we should get dressed and we did, neither of us said anything about what had happened, just got dressed and went downstairs to watch the tv with her parents.I went home that nite and wanked myself off so many times that I lost count, all the time thinking of tomorrow when I would fuck her again. It was not the next day when I fucked her again,.