I just told him he deserved better than what he was getting. He looked at me and nodded. I drove him back to his dorm. And stayed over. I fell asleep ...n his arms. No, we didn’t have sex. I was just letting him know I was there for him. The next day, Johnson and I went to the Student Center and talked to the Dean of Students about Majandra’s out of control conduct. Like many men in relationships with abusive women, Johnson felt isolated and embarrassed. I told him to stand up to Majandra, and. They too were on their honeymoon. We entered the elevator and got to talking. We decided to all head up to our room after we headed to a different bar to get a few rounds to take back to the room. We ended up with 2 trays of various cocktails and carefully carried them back to the room getting to know each other on the way there. As we walked through the hallway they made the comment that they were on the same floor as them. We continued down the hallway to our door when they both started. Let all the leaves learn their place, so to speak.”“You look familiar ... where do I know you from?” I said.“Jeffrey Calkins, father of Abraham, Brittney, and Conner Calkins. The two boys are in your GSS. Brittney is homeschooled by her mother, Cynthia.”“Abraham looks just like you, Sir. I have met your wife, but never you before. Is it appropriate to give my delivery man a tip?”“Let your conscious be your guide about that, son,” he remarked.I reached into my pocket and found some cash. I. “See how good a man feels,” he spoke starting his back and forth movement, “so much better than a finger.” “Yes husband,” Mayla agreed afraid of further angering him, “so much better.” she managed over the pain of the scratch being coated with semen. The more he rubbed inside her the more it hurt. She wanted it to end and devised a plan;“Yes husband, yes, yes,” she started begging playing on his ego, “Oh, that’s good, too good, I can’t hold it much longer, fill me, fill me, fuck me harder.” and.