"She smirked at my hardon stickingout of my pants, and I bowed my head, feeling my cheeks get hot.Ashamed and beaten, I followed her into bed, I wante...d to put my facebetween her legs and she knew it. Within two weeks she had told me that orally was the only way she wantedto have sex with me, and I should relieve myself in the bathroom, givingme her used sopping panties for encouragement.I now satisfymyself totally with my hand after she drifts off to blissful sleep,sometimes tongue cleaning. We travelled to a state-of-the- art shopping mall just a few miles from Blanche's house. We went into an up-market supermarket and Blanche sneered wickedly at me as other people gave her alluring looks and gave me a look of disdain. Blanche could quite easily have stayed at home and had me complete this mundane task alone, but it was apparent that she was to get the utmost pleasure from the task; I was to be humiliated at every possible opportunity. She clicked her fingers and pointed at a. I thought our luck improved a bit about a week later when we surprised a small but heavy laden Treasure Galleon just after we entered the Bay of Campeche. I'd have never caught her except she were overloaded with sweet silver, and running low near up to the gun ports, and we surprised her when she came out of a nearby rain squall near right smack into us. She could still out-maneuver us a fair bit, and she managed to put a hard broadside of ball into us, one of which clean took off the head of. I was afraid of you had some problem," Martha said.Max sat on the chair beside her bed. "I've got your letter," he began calmly.In the room the silence was dense for a while and Martha looked at her husband with fear.Max carried on. "I cannot say I was happy when I read your letter, but I had almost one day to digest it." My priest told me it's better to be with God without lies. I'd like to have my soul cleaned," Martha replied.Max swallowed."I know it isn't easy to read my confession, but I.