You too are wearing stockings, but with a suspender belt. I notice your shoes, slutty heels, strapped around your beautiful ankles. I look at your f...r what seems an age, trying to take in every inch of you. I notice the pearl necklace you have on in your photos, just hanging around your neck, adding to your beauty. I move straight to the tabke and pick up the silk scarf, approaching you from behind I gently run my hands over your shoulders. I place the scarf around your eyes, this I do for. Then looking up into Paul’s face she said more clearly, ‘Oh Hi Honey, you’re home. What time is it? Do you need lunch?’ ‘What happened to your wrist?’ he asked. He watched the emotions play on her face. Confusion. Embarrassment. Joanna wasn’t sure what to do. She had never let him see the marks he left. She never told him about what he did. Part of her was trying to protect him. She knew how he felt about men who abused their spouses, and despite their lack of a marriage certificate she was no. Bob's wife, Kathy, who is next to Bob, catches me. Not knowing what is going on she insists we all go over to the coffee shop so this poor girl can recover. In 30 minutes over coffee we get our story out to Bob and his wife. There is no way we can cover up this situation, so we decide we have to tell the truth. At the end Bob just shakes his head in disbelief. Kathy says, "There is no way I can believe you are a man, Helena. I am so unbelievably turned on to this, where can I get a. I wanted to say something but i was so scared. My heart was beating so fast i thought it might bounce itself loose. Everything was happening so fast-my head was spinning. My intruder knelt behind me and began to squeeze my buttocks with his right hand while the other bunched up my robe to my neck . While he pulled it up it tightened around my arms which made me go face down into the carpet. He pushed down while lifting so I couldn't move. He was strong and my heart was beating real fast as he.