Bella hardly recognized her, not because she looked that different, but because her manner had changed so dramatically. She wasn’t looking longingly... at a man who paid her little attention. She was calling all of the shots, and David tiptoed around her. The tables had turned. Wishing to avoid the advances of the many men that approached her, Bella eventually decided to leave the club. The drive home appeared to be much longer than she ever remembered. Bella had so much running through her mind.. “I saw the alternatives to each of my actions, and in none of them did either of us die.”“Oh,” she said, caught off guard. “How badly hurt were you?”“In a couple of scenarios, pretty seriously. Nothing critical, but it might have been several weeks before I’d be walking again.”She hesitated before continuing. “What about me?”“You don’t want to know.”“No, I do. This is something I need to be aware of the next time we face a situation like this.”“You wouldn’t be injured any worse than me, but in. I was naked in bed like I thought he expected. But he couldn't just slip his dick in up to his balls on the first stroke and fuck like he had been used to. Now he had to get me ready for his pecker. You see, my stepfather, or my brother or both, had always fucked me and dumped a big load of cum in my twat before my boyfriend, now husband, got in there. I hardly ever got off with stepdad because he was so quick, so I was hot for boyfriend to finish me. But now nobody was getting in my pussy. You aren't really going to try to count the stars?" She stopped laughing and changed her tone, "Are you?"Howard grinned, "Sure, I don't have television; radio stations play mostly music I can't dance to, or it's some evangelist telling me I'm a sinner. I already know that. So, since there's not a whole lot to do after dark, I figured I'd try to count the stars, again." Alright, I'll hurry with the dishes and as soon as you get the blanket spread out, come get me and I'll help you count your.