If he did maybe she would stick around a little longer. If he got mad about it then she would just pack her shit and go live with Damian. Either way, ...t didn't matter.Fiona got out of her car and went to the door, and was hardly inside when Damian began stripping her clothes off before pushing her onto the bed. He fucked her raw and hard, pounding her starving cunt mercilessly, his hand wrapped around her throat squeezing tightly as his cock rocketed in and out.Fiona loved how each time he. I opened the medicine cabinet and removed a small makeup bag. Knowingtime was an issue I quickly applied a light foundation and some blush,followed by some eye shadow from the Revlon Metropolitan palette. Ifinished the job with Revlon's Pink Pop Lustrous lip gloss, applied withpracticed ease and leaving my lips shiny and sexy.I checked myself in the mirror one last time before opening the door andstepping into the hall. My heels *clicked* on the tile floor as Iretraced my steps back to the. These are but fleeting moments caught in my quick trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night or a few minutes of wake after a weird dream.On occasion when I'm in no rush to get back to sleep, I will meander near his room to catch a hint of what goes on in his life. Some nights I hear music, some nights there is laughter, and some nights there is crying.One night I approached and the closer I got, the quieter it felt until curiosity had me almost up against the door. Then I heard. "Hi Tony," she responded, feeling slightly uncomfortable, even confused as she sat the stack of soft fluffy towels down on one of the nearby chairs."Tony's going to work on my back a little, then he'll give you a full body massage," Richard told his wife."OK, I'll... I'll go back up and finish with the sauce then," she told them both."Honey?" Richard said catching her just as she turned and had begun to walk away."Yeah?" Why don't you just sit, relax... it will only be a couple of more minutes.