I had little sympathy though for her sore bum, which would soon be soothed in a warm bubbly bath. No such relief would be in my future. Not ever again... There was a quiet tension between us. A growing feeling of mutual resentment. I could tell from her sharp glances that she was in no mood to hear a peep out of me. She'd grown tired of listening to my whimpers and sobs.Her pungent odor clung stubbornly to my face. I could smell her just as strong as I had when she was on top of me. For some. The kitchen and breakfast table was alive with energy as his mother, father and youngest sisters prepared themselves morning meals and exchanged gossip and their daily plans.Ben mumbled a greeting (a half-hearted ‘goomornin’) and went straight for a box of cereal. He lazily splashed some milk in a bowl, grabbed a spoon, mixed the contents and began grazing like a cow from his place at the edge of the breakfast table.His father, Peter, looked up from his newspaper just long enough to give Ben a. ? This would be the first time MstrDavid would punish me.? It's not like i didn't earn it, but that didn't make it any less scary.? i didn't mean to be disobedient, but my friends had taken me out and i was doing well, first i had just a beer, then a gin and tonic, but then...well then my friend Debbie brought out a Japanese whisky i'd never heard of called Hibiki.? i know i was only allowed two drinks, but hey, i'd been doing so well, and He hardly ever checked up on what i'd had on any given. I needed more.Then it happened.I was walking across campus and saw Ron talking(laughing really) with some nerdy bimbo bitch. She was flirting with him. It was so fucking obvious, to everyone but him. The way she kept putting her hand on his arm and leaning into him. She had a squeaky little giggle that made me want to slap her.How dare she touch my... ? He said he loved me, he was my... ?I don't know what he was, but he was MINE!I stomped over to them and screamed at her"get your hands off of.