.."From somewhere Neil became slowly aware of a dull pain in his leg. Helooked down and saw he was bleeding from the foot. The sill on his nearside ha... buckled and smashed into his ankle."Oh my god!" His mother had a look of panic in her face. She had neverbeen able to stand the sight of blood. She flapped about while Neilmoaned. "What do we do? What do we do?" Mum... calm down." I'll phone Mrs Wilberforce. She'll know what to do."Her house was less than half a mile away and help arrived. .But yeah ya can do ha ha..send as many as ya like & gave him my number, If you do send any can you do it around 6.30 as Dave go's to play Snooker then,I couldn't wait for Dave to go plus i didn't want my phone going off why he was still here, I didn't know if he was really going to send any but i was hoping he would & had the phone at my side,6.30 came & went with no text & i was a bit disappointed but then said to myself...You silly woman what the hell are you doing! Only weeks ago i would. She had a disgusted look on her face. “Ugh, I can’t believe this,” she said in an exasperated tone. “Mark’s passed out. Again.” I shook my head. “One of these days we’re going to have to have a talk with him about this shit. I mean, he doesn’t drink that often, but when he does...” “He gets hammered and passes out and leaves his girlfriend pissed off and without a ride home,” Maddie finished. “Pissed off maybe,” I said, “but not without a ride home. Come on, help me finish up and I’ll take you. ” So, the affair continued. However, after a few months, she said Fred became increasingly demanding, bordering on bullying. “He would call me ‘Miss Prim & Proper’ and ‘Rich Bitch’. He would chide me about how conservatively I dressed and acted, both in public and even when we were alone. I learned that Fred is a pretty wild guy, and e thought he had the power to change me, to make me into what he wanted a woman to be. He told me that if I wanted to be a slut and cheat on my husband like a.