Is that what I’m to understand?” I said.“His reasoning, about protecting me, really both of us was right on,” she said. I was nodding.“I ask...d you a question,” I said.“Julian, no I don’t want to give it back. It’s a no strings gift. You don’t have to join the family. We can get married and be completely separate from them; that would be your decision,” she said. “He understands that.”“And it will be your decision to keep or not to keep the money, the bribe,” I said.“He really wants to heal the. I had just ridden past the alley behind the store and was starting to peddle really fast, when out of nowhere a big teenager stepped out of the alley and slapped me so hard that I fell off my bike.When I got up he was gone and so was my bike. I started walking home but before I got very far, two big guys jumped me. They beat me up, really bad. The whole time they were beating me they kept saying that I should have been smarter than to fuck around with a married woman. I woke up in the hospital. It was just past eight. Joyce yawned, since it was light it must be eight in the morning. She turned her head to look at Dawn's, her sexy, elfin face made even more cutely adorable by the small sle*ping smile on it. Joyce brushed a small strand of hair from the teen's forehead and Dawn smacked her lips together, as if she was about to wake. Joyce remained still and the teen settled back down - she must be still be exhausted, poor dear. Not that this surprised Joyce - the teen had arrived home. Are you ok?" Tracy took a moment to run her hands over her body, she ran her index finger over her pussy coming away with some of my spent sperm on her finger. I was wondering why she wasn't crying for the police but I was afraid to ask. "I'm fine Bart, you didn't hurt me." I'm glad to hear that," I said feeling a little better but not by much. "I'll call the police and you can tell them that I raped you." My husband never took me like that," Tracy said softly. "You didn't rape me Bart, I knew.