He complained of his boring marriage as did I. He didn't want me he said but he did say hi a few times and I sent him sexy photos of his first America...n love. I did not like to be ignored so I kept sending emails saying Hi and how are you..I was really hurt to be honest. Then one day out of the blue he emailed me and asked could he call me. I was very scared that he would yell at me because I had been so pesty in emails. "Margo, I left my wife." He told me. I drank in the words and his Turkish. It's all yours now." She arched her back, pushing her ass higher and making it easier for him to undo her zip. He smacked her left cheek and pulled her shorts down to her knees, effectively pinning her knees together. He smacked the other cheek and then slid his fingers down to where her clit poked out, slick with juices. "You like that don't you fox?" Yes." She didn't know what else to say. Her whole body felt like it was on fire and any thoughts she was having about resisting was melting. ”“Wow, grandpa! That sounds great!” I could barely contain my excitement at hearing this.“Hold your horses, son. There is more,” my grandfather continued.“Since that son of a bitch assaulted a pregnant woman we’ll have him charged with an attempt at manslaughter. The fetus was already too far along for an abortion and the courts consider the fetus a human being, even if she isn’t born yet. We looked into having him charged with an attempt at premeditated murder so he could serve a lifetime. Brett tapped Melody’s shoulder. He mouthed. “She can’t have children.”Melody’s eyes teared, “I’ve got this. Let me take care of it.”“You sure?”Melody nodded.Brett kissed Freya’s cheek. “Talk with Melody. I’ll be in the other room. Ok?”Freya nodded.How could I be such a dumbass? He went to his office. After lighting the altar’s candles and incense, He sat and picked up a tiny hand drum. He closed his eyes and played. Under his voice, he began to sing.“I sing a song. A healing song. For I call to.