Loud, boisterous, ugly. Skin peeling off red-raw noses.I held his gaze for, perhaps, five seconds, keeping my face neutral. Found I wasn't angry anymo...e. It felt like something had snapped inside my mind - I wasn't revolted by his interest in me. I didn't fancy him, I knew that. Despite my body I still regarded myself as a straight male. However, part of me wanted to do something, make some sort of statement, stop caring about my shitty situation just for a second, maybe make people sit up and. I had married the love of my life while still in University. At twenty-two, I was a Ph.D. candidate in biochemistry. My first wife Susan was an MBA working for a large pharmaceutical company as some kind of executive. I never understood what she did other than go to work and look pretty.Five years into my marriage with Susan, I was served with a restraining order. I was forbidden to go to my own home. I could not see the daughter I loved. Susan was divorcing me and I never found out why. She. I did not leave her I slowed down the stroking, she saw in my eyes & said papu pls pls easy, u promised not to hurt me, I said yes akka I win not wait for 5 minutes pls & very slowly I started to roll my finger deep in her pussy feeling her flesh, she moaned again papu, papu aha, aha, I started to give her soft gentle pushes, she had widened her legs to adjust herselfI moved all 3 fingers in little faster face, she was screaming papu, papu, ah, ah, pls pls, ah ah, oh my god, ah, ah & after few. .. And that leads me into Chapter 2!II. Household Objects.AT ONE POINT in almost everyone's life, something utterly stupid happens. True Story. London, England; A girl happens to be drying off from a shower when her telephone rings. In her bed, where said telephone is, there also is a bottle of ladies spray-on aerosol perfume. Said bottle is about an inch to an inch and a half in diameter, and about five to seven inches tall, and this bottle is standing on the bed. Said girl happens to run into.