.. since..." and sobs overtook her attempts to speak.Amelia was unable to speak for a few more minutes. Still holding herself tightly to Cal, she said..."Th... that's how you g... got over it, i... isn't it? I w... wish I... I wish Ismi... w... we didn't have... it w... was so h... hard..."When a grim-faced sensei returned to the office after about a forty minute absence, Amelia had recovered her composure, although her face and Cal's shirt showed the result of her breakdown. "Is he dead?" she. It was about 9:15 p.m. at the time and she sounded like she was sleeping. I said, "did i wake you". She replied, with a grasply dry sounding voice "I was just watching the late show. Then she asked me if I could come over and change her water jug. She said the 5 gallon jug is just to heavy for her, and I agreed. I told her I would be right over.My new place was very close to her home so it didn't take long for me to get there. I knocked lightly on the door only to see that it was already. Until then it was just uncomfortable, but suddenly something made him increase his rhythm and strength, until he was really hurting me. I cant believe you turned into this. I cant believe you forgot me this way, he muttered while I squealed in pain, his large fingers brutally rubbing over and through my labia and petals, pressing against my virgin entrance. I-I nev-ver forgot y-you… I managed to say through all my cries and groans. And he clenched his arm again, cutting my air. Thats not what I. "I called you over didnt't I? She asked me not once looking up or galancing at me as she usually does. Yeah this is not good."Oh oh" I mumble to myself I didn't like the way she respond."Close the door behind you" she orders finishing typing and placing her keyboard under the top part of the desktop and slightly leaning back on her chair. Her left hand over the rest arm her finger slightly rubbing her chin tucked in as shes looking me over. I'm dressed in standard black polo shirt and black.