After hearing the front door slam and waiting to make sure that Jack had left, Elizabeth decided to act. The only man she had ever really loved had de...erted her, and she was devastated. But she knew what she had to do. There was no place for her in her town any more. Her husband hated her, the townspeople hated her, she had no one, no comfort. Her face pale, her eyes feverishly bright but ringed with dark bags, and her mind set, Elizabeth packed everything she would need and left the house for. After drinking her first beer I offered her a glass of wine, it was a natural sweet rose and she immediately told me that she liked it!After her third glass of wine I could see that she getting tipsy so I rolled a Joint of Marijuana, lit it, took a good couple of hits and offered her some. She again told me that she had never smoked marijuana before and was scared what would happen...I calmed her down and showed her how to take "hit" on the joint....Soon she was laughing hysterically over. Since they started having problems she began locking the door when she was in the bathroom. "Why is the door locked", he shouted. She ignored him and he left. When she stepped out and looked at her clothes she was glad he couldn't get in. Her skirt was stained with her juices and the cum of the biker she had fucked the night before. If her husband had walked in and seen it there would have been an argument for sure. It wouldn't have mattered to him that many times he had come home late reeking. "You should knock off for the day. Meena will take care of you." I almost laughed.Meena held my hand as we slowly walked upstairs. Finally, we were alone. I sat on the couch and she brought me water. It made our lips cold when we kissed. But not for long.I had wondered all day if I was the first girl she had kissed. I could tell now that I wasn't. She held my face and nibbled sweetly on my lips. Her tongue rolled against mine. She held me in her arms and laughed with excitement. I stoked her.