He ripped the dress off of her, and my panty question was answered, she wasnt wearing any. He then got on the bed next to her. With her arms tied behi...nd her back, it made her chest stick out which made it easier for him to violate my wife. He continued what hed started when she was in the chair, playing with both her breasts, then his hand started to move down her body. It didnt take him long to get to her pussy, and she unwittingly spread her legs some, to make room for his hand. Watching this. ." Boy, you gotta have 'nads to go to that place," the cabbie commented."Why would you say that?" Rob asked curiously."Had a cousin try that place once. Said the guy was tougher than nails. You fuck up, he makes you run laps until you drop, then makes you crawl the rest'a the way." That hasn't been my experience," Rob replied. "Although I think I pissed him off once." Yeah? Whatcha do?" I broke a punching bag." You broke a punching bag," the cabbie said flatly, moving the unlit cigar around his. " There was a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes.I changed the subject. "Your stew is very good. I like it this way." Thank you, Rob. I've got to do some school work tonight. I have to do my part for the study group. Don't forget we're meeting here tomorrow. It's still okay isn't it?" Absolutely, I told you this is your home too and you can have as many school meetings and the like as you want to. You can have parties too, just let me know about them in advance so I can find somewhere. I would be waiting in line at the bank, close my eyes briefly and be bombarded by images covered in blood and terror. I knew that if I didn’t change something soon I would go insane. Although I always believed that sanity was highly overrated, I was terrified that my insanity would be marked by even more violence. I was a violent person by nature, at a young age I learned that if you were willing to bloody a few lips and break a few noses, people would mostly leave you alone. I’m not a big.