The two of them grabbed what they could and dashed towards the house. Halfway there Samantha turned back and went back for the half empty bottle of wi...e.Hannah made it to the house and ran in through the patio doors and turned, waiting for Samantha. She wasn't far behind and Hannah gazed at her as she ran her bare breasts bouncing with each step, her hair now matted across her face and body. She finally made it to the house and stood panting, her breasts heaved with each breath, her nipples. As always I’ll also add that we don’t always see eye to eye with each other, and often play around with a story after they have read it. Consequently I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. Clarification: The Boys = euphemistic term used by some of the Irish community in London to refer to the Irish Republican Army during the recent unpleasantness. Chapter Four Life around my – our – house was a little strange for the next few weeks. Bridget seemed to take the. I’ve been a good wife to you for the last 20 years & I have nothing to show for it, and the last 2 weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you left your job today which was the last straw.Last week, you came home & you didn’t even notice I had a new hairstyle, had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new nightie. You ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching your TV soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything that connects. I struggled with him, doing my best to keep my skirt down as he struggled back to spread my legs and lay between them. I pushed him off enough so I could turn over, but he grabbed me and roughly shoved me face down. His strong hand reached under my skirt and yanked my panties down. I cried out in pain as he tore at them, giving me several deep and nasty bruises as he twisted them and ripped them off me. All I could feel was shock as he shoved a finger inside my wet cunt from behind, making my.