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’ I got her coat and hat for her and then helplessly watched as she walked out the door into the cold night, back to her husband and her gilded cage... Over the course of the next year, I would receive many such phone calls in the night. Each time I was there to lend a friendly ear and a dependable shoulder to cry on. And then, one night, things took a fateful turn. Whether for the better or worse I suppose depends upon your point of view. She called crying, as usual, but something was. " Doesn't Brian do it for you, it's the least he could do." No he's a useless bastard, could you come round and examine him for me please?"I knew there was nothing I could do but if I didn't she'd be pestering me forever so I agreed to call round.I walked into the house the door left open for me. TV on playing one of the pornos i'd sent Lou, Brian sat on a chair on his own, Lou watching the porno feverishly masturbating with her vibrator. She was naked from the waist down legs wide open working. More

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