Mrs. Robyn Preston. Mrs. Jonathan Preston. Robbie Preston. Mr. & Mrs. J. Preston.It was about the only respect in which my behaviour could ever have b...en considered ‘girly’. I despised myself for it but couldn’t help myself.Of course I made sure I didn’t let anyone know how I felt, especially because Johnny didn’t seem to feel the same about me. Paying me compliments that broke my heart he would punch me in the ribs playfully and say things like:“I like being with you Robbie. It’s not like. Par fir bhi kafi sara khoon nikal rha tha. Mujhe kuch samjh nhi aa rha tha, ki ye mere sath kya ho rha tha.Main jaldi jaldi se toilet paper se apni choot ko saaf kar rhi thi. Par toilet paper khatam ho gye the. Par sala khoon hai ki rukne ka naam nhi le rha tha. Tabhi bathroom me mujhse kuch badi ladkiya aa gyi. Maine usne apni problem ke bare me pucha. Unhone mujhe jaldi se jaldi doctor ke pass jane ko kha.Ye keh kar wo sab mere uper hasne lag gyi, unme se ek ladki boli – Dekh behen isme darne. Her vagina had been torn apart and her womb had been ruptured.Her blood ran down her legs as I continued to mercilessly fuck her. The warmth of her blood felt good running onto my balls as I sank deep into her, pressing them against her ass. After I came inside her I didn't care if she lived or died. I let her limp, jerking body fall to the floor.Her actions didn't make since. There may have been more truth to her lies than I was willing to admit. I moved to the bed trying to think. It was. After drying my face with a dishtowel, I opened to find Dimitri, who had come to fetch his dad for a meeting with a tenant. Closing the door after they left, I felt like screaming. Costa did not return later, and I did not see him again until Friday evening. When he arrived on Friday at eight p.m., he told me that he had instructed Dimitri not to disturb us under any circumstances. Before I could offer coffee, I was directed towards my bedroom.En route he told me, “Papa is going to give his.