“I am yours. I responded to what you did, responded to what you have taught me.”“Yes. Mine.” And with that thought, he held her tight -- altho...gh by the shoulder not by the belly -- until he fell asleep.He left her in the morning because she disliked for him to see her be sick. He breakfasted without her. He thought about what a wonderful wife Anne was and about how they were going to be a family. Anne was happy, if not at quite that moment, and that made him happy. Anne’s happiness in Stroud. But look at those tits. Saggy like an old whore,? sneered one of the jocks, roughly grabbing one of the girls firm, beautiful breasts. The frat brother was talking about Jenny, a beautiful Irish red head. She was an extremely sweet girl, and very religious. She had a boyfriend for a year but only allowed him to get to first base. Yet here was an asshole who was handling her like a piece of meat and she said nothing. She felt sick to her stomach. The other girls got it just as bad, or. He walked over to inspect the damage. How can a water balloon break a fucking window? Upon closer inspection he noticed that his step-sister had the window partially lowered. Shit. There was red dye all over the driver seat, steering wheel, and dash board mixed in with pieces of broken glass. I’m screwed big time, he thought. Not only did I just screw up her car, but I did it with the slinger which I wasn’t supposed to have anymore. Renee, his step-sister had told him to throw it out after he. After everyone but him left, I leaned over and whispered in his ear.Vito, if you don't give me the full details, you will be a dead man but dinner time.He knew that I meant what I said; he broke down saying he was sorry, that he had fucked my wife. He also told me that she had in addition fucked ten other guys whom we had hung around with, and had been doing it for years.Now we had two kids, (one of each) so I started to think that they may not be mine. I had them checked, for DNA, without them.