p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strong /strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strong /strongI was sitting at the dining room table when it happened for the first time, I was typing out the next chapter for my book I have been wanting to publish when Al came home. We were only married for almost three months, so we still weren't quiet comfortable with living together./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Al walked through the front door and smiled at me, "Hey babe." he said, coming over to me and pecking my lips. I grinned, "Hey, Hun." He went behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He squeezes gently, "I love you." he says, I nod, "I love you, too." He started kissing my neck and I sighed, "I'm sorry Al but I just don't want to do that right now, I need to finish this chapter for the publisher." But he didnt stop, he kept kissing all over my face and neck. I turned around in the chair and looked at him, "Please stop." He didn't acknowledge my words and he tried to pull my shirt up./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "Al! Please stop!" I say forcefully pulling my shirt back down. He jerks my chair around and rips my shirt off, I stand up and grab my shirt; covering up my body. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head - pushing me against the wall. "Your mine tonight." He says, tears spring in my eyes and he slaps me as I try to get out of his grasp./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"This is not right./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strong /strongI was sitting at the dining room table when it happened for the first time, I was typing out the next chapter for my book I have been wanting to publish when Al came home. We were only married for almost three months, so we still weren't quiet comfortable with living together./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Al walked through the front door and smiled at me, "Hey babe." he said, coming over to me and pecking my lips. I grinned, "Hey, Hun." He went behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He squeezes gently, "I love you." he says, I nod, "I love you, too." He started kissing my neck and I sighed, "I'm sorry Al but I just don't want to do that right now, I need to finish this chapter for the publisher." But he didnt stop, he kept kissing all over my face and neck. I turned around in the chair and looked at him, "Please stop." He didn't acknowledge my words and he tried to pull my shirt up./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "Al! Please stop!" I say forcefully pulling my shirt back down. He jerks my chair around and rips my shirt off, I stand up and grab my shirt; covering up my body. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head - pushing me against the wall. "Your mine tonight." He says, tears spring in my eyes and he slaps me as I try to get out of his grasp./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"This is not right./p