Our employees divided themselves in three groups. There was Sharon who was an odd duck, then there were the kids who had taunted her in school, and wh...o continued to make fun of her. Then there were the rest of us, the minority who took no part in the fun and games. For myself, I was a complete outsider. An over-educated guy from the east who ended up in Ohio and needed a job. So Sharon had been a plain girl. Actually, she had a decent figure with large breasts, and her plain face wasn’t half. I felt him push a second finger into me, and there was some slight pain before I grew accustomed to it. A third finger followed and he slowly entered me with his digits, stretching me, and preparing me for what was to come. When I had relaxed sufficiently, I felt him withdraw. I leaned on the bench and waited for the inevitable. "Mmmmm, I think you're ready......tell me what you want......tell me...." Please, fuck me.....fuck me with your big cock....I need you inside me." I pleaded, hearing. I, too, am not used to such kindness.’ stammered Lauranathias, rewashing the cloth, pausing as she let the water drip back into the basin. ‘I am used to those drunks that try and grab at me, to bed me.’ Lauranathias continued, moving back to the wound, pausing in her lost memories, wringing the cloth dry. Staring at her face, the warrior simply replied, ‘One kindness deserves another. But, perhaps, they have the right idea.’ The warrior winked at Lauranathias, making her smile. The warrior. It wasn’t cold in the cabin anymore. Then he considered the possibility that the chill of the trek up the hill had brought on some fever. He walked to where she was to find out. Before he had a chance to speak, she looked up at him standing over her. Remaining seated she said the following, which were the most important words that she had spoken to him since their wedding day: ‘Jeff, I have hurt you. I was unfair. I was wrong. I’m so sorry,’ she began. Jeff stood above her listening and.