My Changing LifeChapter 4 Sexsmith
Before leaving for school, I phoned Cindy and told her I was trying to help somebody but things went wrong. My three girls would have to fend for themselves until I dealt with it. They would have to avoid me at all costs. That day at school was the loneliest day of my life. Before I got there, word had spread that I was dead. In all fairness, there were somewhere around 40 people that either participated or watched me taking a beating more than an hour long. 10 minutes into it people were...