Rape me." I blurted it out, just like that, not knowing where the thought came from.He turned his head back to me, his face now a concerned question-m...ark. He probably thought he misheard me.I was in some kind of over-honest state - probably brought on by complete brain drain. I made it easy for him."I'm not going to stop loving you if you force yourself on me every once in a while." If I had thought about what I was saying, I would have run screaming from the room to stick my head under a cold. She had noticed me starting to fall behind and slowed down enough so I could keep beside her. I knew she was loving the fact she was beating me, but kept it hidden behind her cute little smile. I needed to focus on something other than the fact my legs wanted to quit, and my lungs felt like they were about to collapse. I drifted back to the visions of the night before and pictured Kelly's naked body in my head. I thought about her large breasts and pert nipples and kept glancing over at them.. But it lasted, and then I started noticing some clues around the house. I found a book of matches from a motel in the area. I looked in the phone book and the place was circled. We had never been there.Several times over the next week I tried to call her during the day, yet she never picked the phone up. That little voice in the back of my mind said something was up. I tried to ignore it but it kept bugging me. Thoughts ran through my head, and I imagined the worst, that my Tammy was cheating. " Well, yeah," he shrugged. "But you knew that already." There's a big difference between knowing it and experiencing it," she replied. "Tell me, isn't Springfield a lot different than Spearfish Lake?" In some ways," he said. "It's not bad, but it could be better. I'm probably not going to be there too much longer, anyway." Yeah, Cindy was saying something about that earlier," she commented."Oh, Springfield is all right," he shrugged. "But Springfield is not quite where I want to spend the rest.