Carl and Jake hardly ever spoke to me either but when they did they were nice enough, Todd on the other hand seemed to hate me, and the feeling was mu...ual. I thought he was an uptight faggot and told him so as often as possible. He just called me cunt, which I secretly loved. I had seen him watching me and I knew he wanted me, I knew men and the angrier I made him the more he wanted me. Every time I sported a new injury he would shake his head and sneer at me calling me a stupid cunt. I. There was an inspector, flanked my hawaldar, and he was shouting at people locked inside, who appeared to be drunk. “Excuse me, sir! I called the cop. He turned around looking at me from top to bottom. I was wearing a yellow saree, with matching blouse and petticoat.How may I help you, madam?” asked the cop while approaching closer. I told him about my car getting picked up from the no parking zone. “Why don’t you go and wait at my desk on the other side of the wall, I will be there in a. Dorothy seemed a little nervous, so I took Rayz's words to heart about making sure she felt special. Unlike the other kisses, I cupped Dorothy's face lightly with both hands and gave her a lingering kiss. Her eyes twinkled in surprise and pleasure.Dorothy pressed herself into me. "You know Nonie Cina did more than play with your hair on that healing bed, right?"My eyelids felt like they were sticking while rapidly blinking. "What?" Just saying," Dorothy answered, raising her brows a few times. .." I let my emotions rule my head? You think so? Of course I let my fucking emotions rule my head! That bitch, that psychopath turned my wife into ... she made her..." I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring up your..." Can you even imagine what it's like to only be able visit your own wife during the visiting hours of a psychiatric clinic? To only be able to see her from the other side of a glass wall and not be allowed to touch her because all that she cares about is sex? To know that she will.