Me: Riley, I think you deserve to know what’s going on.Riley: I’m listening.Me: Brody is dating my sister. They’re going to get engaged real soo..., and I don’t think he’s right for her. His temper, the way he treats her. Yesterday confirmed a lot for me. I have to stop that engagement.Riley: Normally, I would say you were an overbearing bastard who shouldn’t meddle with his sister’s life. But in this case, I wholeheartedly agree with you. Nobody should be engaged to that cheating fuck-wad.Me:. Never in my life have I been treasured and protected as this man has come to treat me. As we cam for the first time and I am presenting the weakest part of me, my physical appearance and rock bottom self image. He accepts that, too. He takes more and more from me, mesmerizing me in voice chat, brain washing me into opening up and letting Him take everything He wants. He is so soft and gentle and caring as he squirms deeper and deeper into my head and my existence. I start to define myself. I was curious aboutthat, since I had never seen a light bulb outside of laboratories. Itmarked the door of an old, but conserved house. I tried the door and itwas unlocked. I carefully entered the building. There was a staircasewhich ended in a large saloon. On the opposite side of that room I foundan exquisite wooden door. I went there and opened it.At the other side there was a room, which I recognized as a living room,based on the pictures I had seen in the old history books. In the middleof. No chance of that happening though..."One. Two. Three...!"She reluctantly counted the pin.The crowd cheered their new champion.She stayed sat on me as Lara took the title belt from the official at ringside, and presented it to Bertha."Get her off..."I breathlessly gasped with my voice catching in my strained throat."Aww too bad y'all lost your title, here's a little one of Big Bertha's momentos for you to take home with y'all..."Bertha taunted to me as she looked at me over her shoulder.I felt.