When they stop,we look at each other. It's not time to take her down, but we go in. Somethinghas gone horribly wrong. She is hanging at an odd angle, ...apparentlyunconscious. The dowel under her right foot has broken off. Her arch is red.More blood stains the cross where she has scrabbled for purchase. I put myhands on her waist and push up, relieving the strain on her arms. She opens hereyes and groans. Jeremy slices through the ropes. She falls forward against me,her useless arms flopping. The next morning i wake up and go downstairs to see my sister-in-law is still here, i eat breakfast while wondering what i should say, she starts telling me my mrs said we have to go shopping so i say fine. I say to my mrs we will have to wait for ages when we get there, she says thats why you and my sister are going, i make out like im annoyed as i agree to it. Its really hot outside so i tell my sister-in-law to dress according. We head out and my sister-in-law has got on leggings so tight. Billy pocketed his phone but kept recording. “Your things will all be packed by morning,” Billy said, “Tell your father, I want him to come and pick your stuff up. If anybody else tries, I will not let them in.” “By the way,” Billy asked, “Who’s idea was the strip club?” Wendy pointed to the MoH. “Well isn’t that neat!” he replied, “Your best friend in the whole world – next to me, or so you kept saying – told you it would be a great idea to cuck your fiancé! What a great friend!” Wendy. One day you'll meet some man who will treat you like you should be treated." As I sat in the driver seat, she leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek to thank me. She leaned a little too far over and I brushed my arm on her left tit. Not moving, she looked into my eyes and said"Thank you, thank you. I really don't know what to say and how to thank you. I feel encouraged and hopeful. With the furniture delivered next week, I'll feel like I'm back on my feet".She got closer and kissed me on.