It was then that I knew I just had to go on, keep taking thishumiliation, this physical abuse until I saw the crack that would let mesave her from the...evil hold Donna had over her. At least tomorrow wouldsee my visit to the horrible Sandra again, I had to get that over anddone with. I feared her even more than Donna if the truth be known, butI needed to face up to her. I also just couldn't wait for her to removethis hateful chastity which she said she would do, then at least itwould be a step. I know they all want to have his babies."He turned his attention back to the girls. "Have any of you given thought to just who is going to support these babies? And where are you going to live? Bob hasn't even graduated high school or gone to college. And he certainly doesn't own a house. And who is going to get up and down with those babies at all times of the night when they're crying. Who is going to change their poopy diapers? Who is going to clean up spit up? Who is going to walk the floor. All I wanted was for him to finish his cigarette and to find somewhere quiet. Eventually we ended up round the back of the club in an alley way, which had a few couples in it enjoying the dark. I pulled him close and kissed him. He grabbed my ass and pulled me close. I could feel his erection.He pulled my dress up round my waist and put his hand down the front of my knickers and slid a couple of fingers into me. And that's how it was for the next few minutes as I squeezed his bulge with my hand. In my bad times, my worst times, Mags was there to hold me while I wept, sit with me as I drank far too much and cursed life and love and everything. She was the one who, one day when things were bad had said to me, “If you don’t change, you’ll kill yourself.” She’d poured away the booze I had in my cupboards, slapped my face when I called her a fucking bitch for doing so. She stopped me going out to buy more by standing in the doorway and taking all the abuse I hurled at her.It was all about.