He steadied himself, and backhanded her viciously across the face. "Can you believe it?" He laughed, "You're so fucked up, evenyour own therapist want...ed to set you up!" Michael slapped his crying daughter again, sending her to the floor. He stoodover her, watching her wail in pure emotional agony. Then he began pullingher hair and kicking her with his bare feet towards the door. He dragged heroutside, and spit at her. "Was it good for you?" He laughed, "Call me tomorrow, maybeI'll have time to. He will take you three more times to teach you some basic positions and techniques."She must have seen the look of worry on my face because she smiled again and said, "Don't worry, the hard part is over. You may encounter some soreness at the beginning, but after a moment or two you won't even notice it. There shouldn't be any more pain. And since you've done it before, the experience probably won't be quite as intense."They kept massaging me, occasionally turning me over to massage my back. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*For the remainder of the week I had been in a real foul mood. VP picked it up straight away. Jimmy noticed it too. All I wanted to do was to kick Sonja’s ass and humiliate her.VP would still fuck me in the ass, in the mornings. We would have more anal sex before bed, but not every night. I was beginning to suspect he had another girl on the side. VP was arriving home much later and didn’t always want to fuck me. It didn’t bother. I don’t want to lay on your semen while I’m sleepin’. Ha ha. I’m a poet and didn’t know it.” “Very funny. Ha ha.” He wasn’t amused. Ann started getting the giggles and fell to her knees because she was laughing so hard. As she slid down, William, who still had his hand on her thigh, allowed his hand to move up the inside of her gown as she dropped to her knees. They were now side by side. Ann thought her “poem” was so hilarious that she could not stop laughing. Hearing and seeing her.