I hardly recognize the voice that echoes in the void as my own.Overwhelmed by the sensations, I feel how my brain releases endorphins in desperation t... attenuate the pain, yet only causing an opiate-like high, clouding my mind in a haze of craving for more pain, more endorphins.They come with the tight constriction around my neck, making me fight for breath although I cannot remember breathing since transcending to this realm. My eyes, although floating erratically, threaten to pop out of my. Satisfaction after deprivation is the sweetest of all, and recieving a fucking like this after so many passionless nights was like the first gulp of water after a drought."You are so much better than my husband," she managed as her breasts bounced and her legs shook and the glasses began to slide off her face. The words lit a fire in her lover, who began to fuck her even harder in response. He held the sexy teacher tight as he pounded away, a thrill running through him as he proved her words. .. and he still had the pictures of her fucking Tony to prove it. No passion of the moment causing her to surrender to Tony, she had planned and plotted and lied to make it happen. So deliberate. How do you ever get past that? How do you ever trust that person again? Even if you wanted to.Yet as far as their kids were concerned he trusted her completely. Too bad I can't do that as far as we are concerned. Damn would he ever stop loving that damn woman?He turned the corner to his sisters street. ’ I thought, not answering. ‘Abnormal?’ No shit. ‘How soon before I can get out of here?’ ‘Oh, three, maybe four days. Then some followup.’ He went over the mess, broken left arm in thirteen places, broken shoulder, broken left leg in two, four broken ribs, concussion, fractured cheekbone, nose rather badly messed up from the airbag, plus the usual rotator cuff injury. I asked for a mirror. The nurse brought one, I looked and set it aside. I hated my nose all my life. Now I wanted it back!.