It had been a hard long day. I was driving back home as the sun set when bam my car spun out of control. I pushed the brakes hard and eventually it st...pped on the side of the road. Got out and voila! A flat tyre. Cursing loudly I pulled out of my phone and called my wife.'Hey honey I'm gonna be a bit late. Tyre blew out''Oh okay, how was your day?''Hard. I'll tell you when I get home''Okayy. Drive safe. Love you''Me too'After a good 15 minutes I finally had the spare tyre out and had it fixed.. What the hell, I thought, and said "Sure." Miss?" said the captain, looking at Cindy."As long as it involves an audience," Cindy finally said."Yes it does," he said, "yes it does." He reached behind himself for a folder and opened it to reveal a grainy photo of a familiar face from the news. "Holy shit," I said."That phrase may be more appropriate than you know," the captain said. "I take it you recognize this individual?"In less than an hour we were on a C-130. It was kind of bizarre that the. Worse, she had expected them to have trouble entering her but they had not. She suspected she had an over-sized pussy that young men were not going to be able to fill. That's why she had been looking around for large, brawny men to fulfill what she thought were her needs. So far she hadn't had any luck finding the right situation on her once a week day off.Then that little bastard who hangs around the kitchen stands up out of the tub and Sarah hadn't had a decent nights sleep since. Tonight was. I had automatically rejected that it because I didn't see how it can be called abuse to show a guy what he wants to see and touch him sexually when he wants to be touched sexually. But I was taking the followup class to the Psychology of Abusers course which was the Psychology of Abuse Victims. Pieces began to fall into place when something I remembered from a first year lecture clicked with something I read in my textbook.During the lecture, the prof had made the women in class uncomfortable.