’ She was laughing now. She stood and went to him and gingerly sat on his lap. ‘You aren’t going to take any shit from me are you?’ ‘Not if ...I can help it. But then, if I do this right, there won’t be any to give!’ he said with a self-satisfied grin. ‘Of course, it won’t be easy in the beginning … that is until I have you fully trained.’ ‘What!’ She wrapped her arms around his neck in feigned anger. ‘You are in for quite a time, Roger. I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into.’ With. He stirred in bed and she tensed at the sound. 'I can't live like this. I shouldn't have to. He isn't worth it.'Back in the bedroom he was starting to wake up. "Morning love." He sounded so sincere, "you feeling ok this morning?" He asked as if he didn't remember last night or any other night when he beat her. Last night wasn't as bad as others. She didn't have to spend the night in the hospital this time. "I'm ok, how are you?" she kept her face and eyes away from him. He hated it when she. And in a town like Chrystal Heights, a quick blow job under the table doesn't get you very much since there are plenty of Hanover Honies wandering around giving it away for free while they serve their own sentences."Working for tips in a Chrystal Heights coffee house, you seriously have to earn your money. It was one thing to swing on over to a customer, give them a bubbly 'Hiya Cutie' and making sure they got a face full of tits as you poured their coffee. It was another entirely to maintain. ?Don’t worry, I don’t want to hurt you?, she said with a surprisingly low voice. She moves closer to me and leans forward, bringing her face close to mine and shielding my eyes from the blinding light. She’s a woman in her 40s, pretty good-looking. Her face looks familiar, not that I can tell why. She puts her hand on my forehead and caresses me softly while my eyes get accustomed to the light. I am lying down level with her hips and I look at her, my eyes wide with horror. ?You remember.