I couldn't make her happy and setting her free was the best thing I could do for her. Even if it did hurt the both of us. It's better this way though....I can't even make myself cheerful at the littlest things now. How was I going to maintain a happy relationship when I'm hell bent on giving myself nothing but punishment?It's so sad that I let someone break me like this. Causing my life to turn upside down and make me hate life as well as myself. I can't even believe in myself anymore. I've lost. C.? Go get them and use the back door." ordered Lisa slamming the door in the shocked teachers face.Damn thought Mary as she ran back to the car knowing she had been lucky no one had driven by so far. Quickly gathering the packages and her paddle from school Mary ran to the back gate. As she fumbled with the latch on the gate with her arms filled with packages she heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. Just as she got the gate open a pickup truck appeared traveling down the road. Mary. He quickly became bolder and with his rucksack and my large handbag as cover he ran his long fingers up the inside of my thigh until he was gently tugging the suspender strap and stroking the diamond top of my 15 denier Levante Vanessa stockings. "What do you want?" I quietly croaked as my throat was as dry as stone."I want to fuck you and spunk on your massive tits," His warm breath stunk of beer and tobacco as he whispered into my ear and his fingers ran across the front of my knickers. "Just. She watched him perform these small tasks, smiling softly, delighted to be there. He knelt before her and took her hand. He pulled her gloves off one finger at a time and kissed each finger before moving to her other hand. The treatment was repeated and she sighed at the end of it. He smiled and picked up her right foot. He slowly unzipped the boot, his fingers grazing her calf on the way down. He slipped the boot off and set it down by the door. He kissed the arch of her stocking clad foot.