"Elwyn helped to lift Richie off the pillow which they pushed to thefloor. Richie felt weird, panicky he couldn't seem to move, he couldn'tspeak, yet ...is eyes were open, he could see the men, feel their touch andhe could hear what the official looking man was saying. What had happenedto him, had he had a stroke, was he ill, was it the food, had it had anallergic reaction, he was feeling more and more terrified by the minute.Alfred pulled Richie's nightie up so that he could see his chest,. It didn't matter that that wasn't what I wanted. It was what I had to do. After all, it was only five years of my life. That is all they would ask of me. Just five years and, hopefully, a child or two. An arranged marriage seemed so outdated and somehow wrong, but, deep down inside, I knew it wasn't, not really. It was my chance to do something for the family, after all the years I avoided it. I readily admit that I used the company's money, the family's money to pursue my career outside of the. My "Outfit" is a red plaid skirt, a white camisole,white thigh high stockings,and white or pink satin panties with Mary Jane shoes. The worst is that it's uncomfortably tight on me, the skirt just covers the top of the stockings! My thighs spill out the top and my undies cut into my cheeks. The top and skirt make me have a belly and after I put my hair into pigtails I'm ready.I walk out (sexy as I can knowing how much of a turn on it is) over to the couch and the spanking that is coming. I lay. " Emily said flatly. I had to sit down, that came out of nowhere."Wait, what?" Look, this isn't working for me. I'm really sorry I thought we were good together but I think I just need some time to myself for a bit. We can still be friends if you want but as for a couple... I can't do it anymore." The tone of her voice held only some guilt maybe but nothing else.Just to clarify, Emily was my life. She was smart and beautiful and driven and we had the most fun together. I was going to marry her.