She was remembering all of the stories she'd heard about women getting raped. Stories about horrible mutilations kept flashing through her mind. Women...who fought their attackers got hurt, so she wouldn't fight. She looked closely at the man who now climbed into the cab.He was big and he was dressed like a farmer. His hair was short and his face was hard. His muscles bulged from beneath his cotton shirt. A few black hairs circled above the neck of his shirt. She could smell his sweat."You're. Even so Bailyn struggled as the two men wrestled her arms into the straps above her head and clinched the waist strap tightly across her tummy. The doctor then took out a small remote which tilted the table until she was at a 45 degree angle from the doctor, her feet could just barely touch the ground. Then without warning the two men dragged her legs wide apart and fastened her ankles securely into the rings. She trembled as her most intimate parts were on display for the doctor and his two. She knew him. She knew he hated change and, like Keera said, he probably hated the idea of her quitting but, God, how could he not see that she needed a life of her own? By Sunday, she’d decided that she had to let him go. If she didn’t she’d spend the rest of her life wanting someone who not only didn’t want her but who, apparently, didn’t even want the best for her. As the new week crawled by, though, the numb ache in her heart had turned into a constant, throbbing pain. With a huge,. He was wrong on one count though, she still hungered for his penis, and as he lay beside her she looked at it. Long, hard and throbbing. She reached down and touched it and started to stroke his shaft, running her finger across the top and then back down. She looked at him and saw that he was looking at her, his mouth still glistening from her juices. She leaned forward and kissed him and then whispered ‘Take me, please’ He pulled her on top and directed his erection towards her swollen pussy..