I wanted to shout I don ;t fucking wear clothes like these ass hole ,but at the same time I wanted to cry.,I felt so stupid and I had let him down,God I hope that wasn ;t part of my pay check going out of the window. I learned that the hard way , one night this bastard ended up not giving me a fucking a dime, left me face down on the bed with a knot on my head about the size of a golf ball where he hit me, so now if they want a bit of my ass I just put a couple of pillows on the bed ,lay my tummy on it, pull my butt cheeks apart and bite my finger and thumb and try to move butt like I am twerking ,and pray the bastard cums quick. I put my glass down on the table and telepathically told the Benjamin Franklin ;s looking at me,your coming home with me ass holes whether you want to or not.. I got out of bath and dried myself on the softest towel I had ever used, then when I was dry I went into the bedroom laid out all my new clothes on the bed, and I decided I would wear a baby blue Victorian Bustier that pushed my boobs
