. and I am not coming back ... never! So fuck you, you fat bitch." The door slammed.I came out of the bathroom and threw myself on my bed, sobbing. I ...as so tired of his abuse. I was tired of being horny after we had sex. I was just tired of trying so hard to make the relationship work. As far as I was concerned at that moment, men were pigs. I hated anything with a cock.As I lay there sobbing on my bed I heard a soft knock at the front door. Thinking it was ass-hole Steve coming back for some. C.'s drawers were panties and bras. All of these were dumped on the bed and after going though them Lisa threw all of them on the floor. "These all go Mrs. C."Mary was very embarrassed to be kneeling watching a relative stranger go through her most intimate things.The next drawer contained garter belts, girdles, stocking, pantyhose and socks. All the pantyhose were thrown on the pile on the floor. One girdle, which was a size smaller than the others, was kept while the others were thrown on the. Coming back to the other two men he said, "The boots are great sir, I can't thank you enough for everything you've done."Adam waved off the comment feeling embarrassed. "I heard you lost your own weapons out there son. What kind did you have?"Bill frowned thinking of the guns that had been passed down from father to son for so long. Now they were gone, he felt like he'd let his family down. "Well compared to what I see here, they weren't much. I got them from my father, and he got them from his. “Welcome back Dan. It’s been a while,” she effused. Dan gave a slight nod, smiled and walked toward the treatment room with a slightly perplexed look in his eyes. “Everything alright Ali”, asked Dan, genuinely concerned. “You look miles away.” “I’m fine. Just, I dunno, day dreaming I guess.” She beamed a smile at Dan and, with a cheeky grin on her face, said, “Get your clothes off and get ready then.” Then she left the room. Dan, as always, stripped, covered his manhood with the towel.