Remembered everything. Where she was, what had happened, and where she had been. She gripped him because he was the closest thing for her to hold onto...as her mind reeled with the returning memories. Her chest became tight and she struggled to breathe, unsure of what to do. Should she run? Should she hit him on the head and flee? His huge hand came out and touched her forehead, causing her to pull away, which only served to cause her greater pain somewhere in the back of her brain. She flinched. “A couple of hot dogs for one hot dog,” she said. Then waving the second wiener, “OK, Romeo, do you want to play with Juliette for a bit?”There she walked over to the shed door with Romeo close on her heels. She paused briefly before opening the door and going in, the dog followed her. She held out the hot dog and watched as he took it from her hand. She noticed her hand was shaking.The thought occurred to her as to just how disgustingly perverted this thing she’d been contemplating was. It had. When I got to his arms, he raised one and pushed my head into his arm pit. It smelled strongly of deodorant. "Lick it." I did, and it tasted worse than when I had to lick soap as a kid for accidentally saying "shit." Then he wrapped his hands around my throat and guided me to stand up. He wasn't choking me, but it was a reminder that he could at any moment if he wanted to. He lead me to my bed, where he pulled his pants down and sat on it. His dick was rock hard, around 8 inches long and. “I have spies everywhere, you should know that by now,” I said.“Edith, I should have guessed. I’m sure you hoodwinked me into marrying her. She is the most infuriatingly wonderful woman I have ever met,” he said in exasperation.“Yeah, she is easy to love. You must remember she was more or less my mother after my mother died,” I reminded him.“Yes, and her faith in you is as movable as a mountain. She told me one night that she couldn’t pinpoint when she knew that you would have a major impact on.