He pushes his hand down the waistband of her skirt and comes to a dead stop when his fingers find damp skin instead of the panties he was expecting. H... leers up at her, all the time mouthing her breasts and nipples which are starting to show signs of the rough treatment he’s dishing out. Purple bruises are beginning to appear around the nipples and she knows that they will remind her of this encounter for days to come. Jon is starting to feel uncomfortable, not because he feels any sort of. I really miss those days. As time marched on the rift between her and my wife got bigger and bigger until finally, there was no repairing it. She came to me one day and said, ‘I want to go back to Kodiak.’ ‘Stay here, baby girl,’ I answered, ‘You can’t keep running from your problems. Make peace with my wife and you can stay here forever.’ I tried to talk her out of it but in the end, she was right. I could have stopped or delayed the transfer because of my guardianship status but as usual, I. I opened it to find several documents and a box with medals in it, there was a letter from Idin, I read it out loud."If this little adventure turns out the way I hope I thought you could use these, you will find a new drivers license for one Phillip Moore, you will also find full check for military back pay, turns out you were only MIA kid not killed, there should be an honorable discharge, and seeing as I originally paid for most of the research on you well lets say they won't come looking for. " Diane smiled. "My mom and dad were raving alcoholics; they were abusive to each other, and they were abusive parents too. My mom would beat the hell out of my dad when he was passed out drunk - I mean she just wailed on him sometimes. Dear old dad would get back at her when he sobered up - which wasn't often - by dragging my mom to their bedroom and sexually assaulting her. First you'd hear her screams of resistance when she knew he was in "one of those moods", then her pleading, begging, her.