"In a way, I'm glad," Christie said, consoling me. "I'd hate to think I was married to a murderer. He was an asshole and a drunk, but at least he wasn...t a killer." It's okay, Christie. I understand. I was looking for a solution that I'd already decided on. I'd made up my mind and it turned out I was wrong. I can live with it. It's over now. I've done all I can, so ... it's over." Time to get on with the rest of your life?" she asked, a smile on her lovely face."Past due, girl, past. She said the wife divorced him. And get this, he still goes to see her once a week." How strange," mused Rhonda."Anyway, I don't know whether it changes anything, but I thought you might want to know." Uh, yeah, thanks Wendy."She waited until the classroom had emptied after class before approaching him. He looked up from straightening some papers which had just been handed in."I want to apologize," he said, "I never meant to..." You told me you are married," she said. "I was told you were. This story narrates how I had the chance to be the first man to touch her, which she still has no idea about unless she is a member of ISS.The story begins!By the mid-year, we (my parents and myself) had to visit our native on the occasion of my Uncle’s (my mother’s younger brother) marriage. All our family members had already arrived at the ancestral home and the place was already giving a vibe of festivity.As you know, I had an incestuous relationship with my younger cousin Teena from. ." Dr. G took her face in his hands and pulled her close. "Do you realize that with just one or two treatments, I could completely reduce you to a mindless vegetable? You would be nothing but a toy for these perverts? For these deviates? A drooling, cumming, mass of pussy and pain? Do you realize that?" Daisy nodded and begged for another chance. "Peter and Bill have already signed papers. It is my decision, do you understand? My decision. This program must go on. And you will not stop it, you.