The love sex life story of me 1
My first boyfriend was a guy named Mark, coincidentally my current husband's name. He was controlling and abusive in the naughty way, so I accepted it. He didn't like me having guy friends, didn't want me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what girls warn their girlfriends about, but I was a sexually ignorant virgin in the "slashie fangirl" sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape kind of way at the time. Because I guess I was the freak he always wanted...