Flea has it under control. It’s not her you have to worry about, it’s me lol. I’m the one with the evidence.”And in my office that first after...noon I knew it all too well. It had happened so quickly and I could have done something to stop it so many times but I had led myself to believe I wanted this and now it was too late. I would be Her’s from then on. And I still am.Before this day I was just a vanilla Wife, leading a vanilla life with my Husband and Daughter. Despite the difference in our. I told him no sex without a condom. When I said that, the bastard got mad! He tried to force my jeans off. I had to punch him in the face a couple of times before he got the message." She held-up her right hand. Her knuckles were bruised and swollen."Then, he threw me out of his stupid car and I walked over here. If I wasn't already on top of him, I'm not sure I could have stopped him." Are you all right?" I asked. "Did he hurt you?" I'm okay. I think I broke the bastard's nose. But I'm so damn. And now it's the early 1960s and my step mother is going to nursing school and it's time for me and my brother to start kindergarten. And I was too young to understand my father's abusive behavior. But I remember one early morning I was late getting up for kindergarten and it was winter time. And my father came in the house and kicks the snow off his big rubber boots over the vent in the hallway. And was going to the bath room and my father screamed at my why you not ready for school? And then. But I know I'm going to miss them, and the thought leaves me sad. Now I'm left pondering the next story, which one to write. So many inside my head.I reread a few of the early chapters, idly... so many typos still exist in the first chapters... ugh!But I'm reading about Lindsey's sexual awakening, drawn from so many of my own experiences... mmmm.... it's making me feel a little warm... ok, I guess I really am in a weird mood... ;)I decided to take a long bath right in the middle of the.