My phone was ringing, I swiveled in my chair and stood slowly, walkingto the end table my Coach clutch was on. I pulled the phone out andanswered it ...efore it's last ring - Brad. "Hello..." I spoke unsteady."Hey, need to see you, where are you?"I pulled the phone away and looked at the time display - 9:03 AM. "I'mwith Will, at the Grand Cayman..." And a shaky feeling began to creepinto my body."OK, well, I thought you'd be out of there by now. No worries. I'm onmy way to the condo, just. That’s when the begging to get k**napped or blackmailed into leaving him kind of stuff started. And for years, none of that happened.So, in 2015 this happened:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XaZJFnnstR3IWzN9oVUDWRljGeoaWh5e75olgRJcd2Y/edit?usp=sharingAnd then, the next day, my husband hit me. The kind of hit that makes you realize it’s not going to get better and you need to get out or you’ll be stuck forever. So I left.After leaving him I moved in with my parents, and I went nuts sleeping. ”“I can understand that. I’m terrified that I’m abusing her in some fashion.”Ed said, “Do you know how hard it is when I watch over her while you’re gone? She’s running around naked and all I can think of is doing it with her.”“Tell me about it.”Ed laughed at the expression of misery on John’s face and said, “You must have the worst case of blue balls in the world. Why don’t you come over here and visit Kelly sometime?”John shook his head and answered, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea right. I unbuckled the gag & you spat it out immediately, then tried to work some feeling back into your jaw muscles. "Bastard!" was the first word that came out that was recognizable followed by a whole stream of curses & epithets, which ended only when I slapped you sharply round your face."Not the most sensible approach when you're tied up & helpless, Krystal," I commented with a mocking smile. "Now would you like to go to the bathroom?" "Of course I would!" You spat out angrily, pulling on the.