Other eyes keep focus on his naked and exposed cock and balls. He bravely gets up and immediate tries to cover his boyhood, but is only successful in ...overing his scrotum. His still hard and recently ravaged dick sticks out of his hands open before everyone."Stop staring! Stop looking at me," he yells at them. Hungry, monstrous beings stare him in the eye, gaze at his pink white ass, his exposed and hard cock. They look lustfully at him like a piece of meat about to be devoured."No, don't.. I walked over to the asshole and pulled him off my wife and onto the floor. I looked at the small hole in the back wall and figured I had one hell of a hole outside, but right now that didn't bother me, I could fix that later. Right now I had to see if I could fix my marriage.I sat in Jake's desk chair and tapped asshole on the head with the barrel of my gun saying, "Wakey wakey, it's time to wake up and face the music." Music, that reminded me of a song I really liked, it was a country song. I felt tormented. How could I call her now. It took me five days to build up enough courage to call.Hi Collette, its me, Sarah, I said rather croakily. Sarah she exclaimed thank god you called, I wondered where you had got to, haven't heard from you in ages. She must have forgotten we met just a week ago. I have been thinking about you lots. Anyway she was coming round the next day.What did this mean. Wow, did she feel the same way.The bell rang, I jumped with a start. Hi Collette, come. No one wants their little sister to be cheated on.I said my goodbyes to everyone and for the sake of the family I gave Paul a hug but not a kiss. My sister stopped me at the door and asked when I was going to tell her why I was really divorcing Paul.I told her maybe never, it wasn't her business. I also told her not to trust him. She was married with a good husband and two kids. I wouldn't put it past Paul to take advantage of her. I'm pretty sure she got my message."I love you, Linda. Merry.