Chap. 3 – **http://tinyurl.com/y39z6eo7**
NOTE: this is a re-post as I was having some issues with my account!
As Sherry was getting ready for work, she kept thinking, ‘How could she have gotten herself into this?” She had cried the entire way home. In the shower, she had a rage attack, screaming and throwing the bottle of shampoo. But no amount of emotion could change it – she was WAY in over her head, and she knew it.
As she dried herself, she viewed her butt in the mirror. No real bruising, but it was bright red. As she pressed the towel into her vagina, she remembered how it felt to be invaded, forced, and even degraded. She shook her head to rid of the spot she found herself headed to. There was NO WAY a modern woman would enjoy that, NO WAY. So she forcibly shoved it from her mind.