That man hates me.It doesn't make sense. I'm the victim in this. Thanks to him my life and my daughter's life are in shambles. We have both been raped... repeatedly and we have years of rape and humiliation to look forward to. It makes no sense that he hates me. But he does. I see it in his eyes every time I look at him.The rest of the day was pretty easy after putting up with Mr. Packard. Every time I saw Mrs. Thomas she thanked me for doing it. She was so grateful it was almost worth it. Almost,. More I was pleased that she had not forgotten me and wanted us to continue seeing each other. I quickly donned my clothes and found myself knocking at her door within 15 minutes of the arrival of her letter. Maria opened the door and welcomed me in her flat. As soon as she closed the door she gave me a very tight hug. I was overwhelmed. She was wearing a clinging nightgown made of dark blue soft nylon material that clung to her body emphasizing the soft shape of her breasts slightly hanging,. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore, so I left and wandered around down by the lake, until it was time to go over to the Phi Kap house. There were a bunch of joggers out, using the path around the lake as their track, and there was a large group of kids playing at Ultimate Frisbee. It looked like a lot of fun.The walk did me good. I was sweating, but it was from the heat instead of nervousness. I turned my feet in the direction of Greek Row.All the houses were having parties. Music throbbed. My husband said we should just call it a night and then all three said OK one drink. We all sat in the living room and I was feeling pretty horny and bossy. I told my husband to make us drinks and put on some music while I went and freshened up. I decide to put on some sheer lingerie and light robe and get real comfortable. As I walked into the living room everyone had a drink and was watching me as I sat down between Bob and Eric. My husband finally said how gorgeous and sexy I looked and I.