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Our circumstances did not allow David and I to play house before
officially living together therefore, we just went for it. Being that
we have known each other for well over twenty years I figured we knew
damn near everything about each other. I actually thought it was going
to be like a Cinderella story. I mean we were so much in love. Boy, was
I ever wrong about this man. If I had only known what I was in for, I
would have ran in the other direction so fast, that skid marks would
have been left on the sidewalk. I was making big plans for us and, I
had our future pretty much mapped out. I truly felt like this
relationship was going to work out because, we knew each other so well.
However, that was before David actually moved in. Once he moved in, the
party was already over. The nice person I used to spend so much time
with as though we were Siamese Twins, doing fun things together,
spending hours on the phone everyday was gone. The man I once knew
suddenly became very cranky, thoughtless, inconsiderate, and
insensitive and, no longer had a romantic or passionate bone in his
body.

I used to be an extremely happy person before David moved in.
Nowadays, I feel as though I am spinning out of control. The days seem
longer and the nights seem like they would never end. I spend a lot of
time staring at the clock on the wall to see when it is close to the
time for him to come home. I get a numbing sensation all over my body
and my stomach knots up tremendously I feel, almost inhuman. He makes
me feel like I just don’t want to go on. Sometimes I feel like I would
not mind going to sleep and never waking up. But I know it would hurt
my family and he is just not worth it. I strongly believe that if I did
die, he would not care. He has that fuck it mentality and would
probably say something like, “We all have to go sometimes” or “Shit
Happens”. Don’t get me wrong, we did have some good days mixed in
between all of that bullshit he was putting me through. By now you are
probably wondering why I did not leave his ass. Well, there were
extenuating circumstances and I was hoping that the man I once knew and
loved would reappear.

On November 21, 2001, David and I retired for the evening with soft
music surrounded by candlelight. It was one of those rear nights that I
treated myself to a little extra pleasure so, I let him fist me which
was the second time he had done that. The first time he fisted me we
kept the lights on. He took advantage of that opportunity and watched
as his fist penetrated in and out of me gliding ever so gently as my
juices lay sticky and wet on his arm. That seemed to be the first time
he had done that and it really turned him on. It turned him on so much
that I thought his shit would go off and put a hole right through the
ceiling. David was so excited and hot that he could not wait to get
inside of me. So, he got up, turned off the lights and hopped back in
bed. I was so ready to feel him inside of me that I was throbbing and
my juices were flowing steadily.

6:00 PM

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