“Alison?” Julia repeated, sounding confused, then she went, “Oh, that Alison.”“Yep, They’re the same person, Ashley is Alison,” I said. ...here was silence from her end, and then she grunted in understanding. She knew my history with Alison, and now she understood why I had walked out on the group last night. At least I hadn’t stuck them with my share of the bill.Alison:Josh was in the middle of an argument with the duty manager when we finally got back to the hotel. He glared when he saw us, and. Then his teeth. “Mmmm baby that feels good” I feel him slip a blindfold over my eyes. “Baby you feeling kinky?” Your mouth close to my ear he whispered “ssshhhhh”. My pussy was so wet. I knew the strangers cum mixed with my wet juices were starting to drip out of my freshly used hole. He grabs my body and flip me over on my belly. His strong hands grab my hips and pulls my ass up. I beg him to fuck me. I felt his finger slide along my wet slit. I was ready to cum. He rubs my clit making. Staring in defiance as he struggled to meet the eyes of the Monster. The trial had been short. Marius’ death, while justifiable, had been compounded by Amanda’s murder. The court shrink had called me “One of the most psychologically damaged young men” he had ever evaluated. The fat little coward, sitting in judgment of the Monster, only saw what he wanted to see. The scars, the pain, the vast emptiness that filled me. They meant nothing to a man who never had to fight for his right to live.‘All. I wasn't pregnant so my parents, his mother, and my friends were questioning why I wanted to get married so young. I simply said I loved him. My father opposed the marriage so my mother signed the marriage application and his mother did the same for him. On our wedding night, he busted my cherry and I really didn't enjoy fucking that night, and surprise, surprise my period started the next day.We had rented a small apartment. The drugstore would not sell him condoms, so his mother bought them.