“He made me take off all my clothes. Then he took off his clothes and told me to hold his erect penis and rub it with my two hands. I was scared and...didn’t want to. He told me if I didn’t, he would make me go naked in the house for a whole week.“This happened almost every month, sometimes twice, especially when he didn’t have to go to work on Saturdays. The first several times, he would come to my room late at night while I was sleeping, wake me, grab me by the hair, and then drag me to his. "We've been given what most people could not find in a lifetime"She rested her head on his chest, sobbing. She clenched his shirt. He closed his arms around her and murmured words of comfort. He rocked her like a child. He pressed his nose against her head, his brows knitted as anguish squeezed his chest, a keener pain than any physical ones he had felt before. He knew that she is all the reason he needed for staying alive.But he did not want her memory of him to be tarnished. He did not want. She started up the car and we headed off. I couldn’t keep my hand to myself, straight away reaching out to place a hand on her inner thigh, teasing closer and closer to her panties. She moaned and squirmed at my touch, all the while trying to keep the car on the road. Not wanting to cause an accident, I decided to relax my advances a little. After all, he had the whole day ahead of us. The trip was long but we got on well, picking up our conversations from the night we met. Time flew by,. Do what I needed to do and be out of there in less than five minutes.I swung the baton across his face. There was a loud crunch. It was the sound of his jaw breaking. Bringing the weapon back, I forced it across his face a second time. With the second strike, he collapsed over the gate. Jack charged at me, gritting his teeth. I leapt over the gate. Once my feet were back on the ground, I went into a roll, whirling the baton towards the charging goon, smashing it into his kneecap. He went face.