Her brain explodes with blackness from the pain and she feels almost as if she is separated from her body. She hears the heavy breathing and moaning e...caping her lips and she feels so alive. She wants to beg him to continue, to hit harder, to treat her like the pain slut she is, but she refrains. Until he suddenly stops, she doesnt say anything but her frustrated whimper gives away her disappointment. She can feel his hot breath on her neck as he whispers in her ear. You are a filthy slut, my. Almost in a panic she raced into the bathroom just outside her room and barely made it before all came out. Sitting on the toilet, she decided to just go ahead with her shower instead of walking back into her room to get clothing. After a moment of her sitting on the toilet, the shower came up to temp, and Danny stepped in enjoying as the hot drops pattered on her skin slowly relieving the knots in her back. Slowly she began enjoying the relaxing steam and heat as she washed for the day letting. Intlo evarevaru untaru ani adiga, thanu thana 4 years daughter tho untundi ani cheppindi, thana hubby enduku divorce ichado cheppindi, one year nundi thana body ki sukham ledu ani edchindi, nenu daggaraku tesukunna.Valla intiki koncham dooram lo cab aapi digam. Thanu phone chesina arruvatha rammani valla illu chupinchindi. Neighbours ki doubt raakunda antha sepu em chayyali ani oka chinna shop unte akkadiki velli mouth freshner konukkuni tintunna, inthalone message vachindi “Come” ani.Nenu. Then I thought of disposing of the used one in front of them. Ick!I made it to German just in time, whipped my towel down to sit on, and managed to reset my mind into Deutsch mode, trying to get my head around the masculine, feminine and neuter gender of objects I'd always simply thought of things as "it" rather than as a "he" or a "she."In English it's the book, or the pencil, or a book or a pencil. But, like, in German "the pencil" is a he, "der Bleistift," and "the book" is an it, as in "das.