”“I’ve been gone before, and you didn’t really care to find out where I was,” Aron said defensively. “You cared only about throwing tantru...ms and never letting me say a word. And forgive ME,” Aron mimicked his words from earlier, “if I found that leaving for a few days to be away from you seemed the only way to save this train wreck of a marriage.”Carter stood there, stunned.“Are we breaking up?” he murmured.“No,” Aron scowled. “I still love you. I’m not letting you go that easy. But some things. .what are you doing!?" I screamed. He just smiled and came closer, until the knife was by my throat.“Lily, you wouldn’t want to move, or else the knife will be in your throat in no time.” He threatened. He pushed me onto the bed again, and this time he started to undress me.He took off my blouse, revealing my bra. He then took off my bra and started to squeeze my nipples really hard. He squeezed one as he sucked on the other. I have to admit, it did feel good. I could feel his dick rubbing. ....."hello Aspen, my name is Dan, and I will be your escort through tonight’s festivities." Dan provides me with a list of instructions - remove all clothing/put on robe/blind fold.......looking at him I listen but do not truly hear anything he is saying. Snapping back to reality, I see him staring at me. "Do you wish to continue sweetie?" Pausing I realize he is offering me a way out. I don't have to do this, I can leave now. Shaking my head and using humor as my crutch. I say "no, I've just. My wife was dressed as a Maid of Honor from old English period, I suppose you would say. She just wore a silk dress from the Thrift Store and had her hair done up with small flowers. She looked more like a hippie than someone from Old England, but it was a last-minute costume choice. The dress did not fit too well. It had a wide and low-cut neckline and the dress was a bit too large for her. She pinned it in several places to keep it on and went to the festival. I did not see her in it prior to.