"Mary comforted her screaming daughter as best she could while he injected her and then removed tweezers and a small magnifying glass from the kit. He... tried to immobilize her foot long enough to check the wound and was about to ask Mary for help when Alyson suddenly heaved again and then went still."DOUG!"He gave the girl a quick check. "She fainted. Maybe she'll stay out until the morphine kicks in. Are you okay?" No." She wiped her eyes with the back of a hand. "But I'll manage. I'll see to. Over the years our lives have taken a rather plain turn now that we have good jobs and real responsibilities.Chapter I Now I am 33 and when my wife suggested visiting the church on the far end of town I was skeptical to say the least. But, if that is where she wants to go, we can drive an extra 10 minutes or so. When we got there it looked like any other protestant church. A pulpit, choir with organ and or course the cross hanging on the wall behind the preacher. After the service. She always told me that she gets stares and sometimes people would even come and talk to her praising her beauty. She liked it but her inner desires were to be with someone who orders her and not be polite to her.We used to meet once in one or two weeks and enjoy but with passing time, it wasn’t enough for her at all. So, one day she told me that she brought someone from her office to her flat and they kissed and he squeezed her breasts and even sucker her pussy but because he was too gentle. I took my place in the long line as the pony-tailed bartista tried to keep up with the burst of mocha-raspberry-caramel swirls and other such specialty drinks.When she got to mine, I made the normal awkward small talk as her short, thin fingers wrapped around the chrome milk pitcher and moved it beneath the steamer.Her arms were covered with a fine downy covering of hair that ended just below the sleeve of her oversized t-shirt. The opening of her sleeve and her movements as she assembled my.