Laura set what little luggage she had aside to greet her husband. Dan recognized the taste he missed the past two weeks in their kiss, glad that words came second after hugs and kisses. Dan carried his wife’s suit bag and small suitcase to their bedroom. “Do you have more in the car?” “No, that’s all I brought home. Mostly the three outfits from Business Lady, I want to show you the others.” “Oh, okay. I guess you left the rest of your clothes with Greg?” “Yes, I did. I thought it made more sense.” Laura went to her dresser and picked up her rings. “May I put these on now?” “Does the no luggage mean you are going back with Greg? Are you just spending a few days here, even the week?” “No, I am back at home. I live here Baby, you know that. May I?” “I will.” Dan put the wedding rings on her left hand, and Laura did the same for her husband. They ate brunch and talked, more casual and friendly than just polite, but not truly intimate conversation. Laura described in superficial terms. I sob at the impact, a wave of pain sweeping over me and I struggle to suck in a breath. He hits me again, and I taste blood.Everything's swimming and blurry, and all I can focus on is the agony coming from my abdomen. And then my face is pressed up against the wall, the torn wallpaper scratching my face. And his hand is fumbling at the front of my shorts, tugging them open, pressing hard against my bruised stomach. I try to focus my eyes, shaking my head.I feel a spike of panic and he f0rces my shorts down, cold air hitting my legs. I jerk my elbow back, feeling it sink deep into something soft and fleshy and he grunts. I push back off the wall and try to run, wondering why the fuck I had to keep picking fights when I couldn't win. Steve grabs my hair and throws me into the wall again, jarring my arm and shoulder. He punches me hard in the stomach and I double up, my vision going white and tears stinging my eyes.He pushes me against the wall again, and I sob as he straightens me up,.
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