I rubbed my hand against Monique's tense muscles, her back twitched, her arms were corded and taut from the hogtie position.Monique started whining, w...impering desperately as I started untying the ropes that held her arms and legs behind her back. She let out a scream as I loosened the knots and her body slowly came out of the painful arch she'd been kept in, her breasts and hips touched the ottoman for the first time in hours and hours. Drool ran in strings from Monique's gagged mouth.“Is that. He never knew..." He never hit you, did he?" No. That would've been a bad mistake. No, he was a stupid drunk. Verbally abusive. But things could change. A smart person prepares. Besides, living with Bert on MY income, we didn't get into the most upscale accommodations." So I'm parsing all this and thinking you had your stuff together in so many ways..."She smiled wanly. "But I was still with Bert. I know. Personal growth and all that..." Sorry about darkening things, dearest," I said.She swung. ....I think they, generally, welcome who we are because theycan see we respect them. ****************************************************************I'll delay no more. Yes, I was a good girl and for the first time on aperiod I used a fully inserted (at least, I think it was) tampon. As Ihave never put one into my pussy quite so far, it was a little fiddly toget right. And I said just now 'I think' because I expected that deeperinsertion to be more painful. In stories you read about things. Intro to Psych might have been a problem but Sylvia tutored me and critiqued my papers. I felt confident of a B and hopeful of an A. The math classes were not a challenge, fortunately. Queuing Theory was not just easy but stupid as well. One always posits Poisson arrivals as the first step. Great in theory, but it never really happens. Intro to Human Sexuality was the big question mark. In fact, that was the entire exam, a single big question mark. I wrote on what I had learned about myself and.