After all I didn want to take video whore a super long time, that would only video whore enrage my master more.
I ordered and drove around to the window.
The cashier looked at video whore me for what seemed to be forever, It was like she was drawing a mental picture of me.
I tried to smile but I couldn make one.
My head was pounding, when she video whore leaned over and handed my video whore meal.
"You know I would leave the bastard if he marked me up like that." I video whore thanked her and told her to have a good day.
Driving down the road as I ate, I started to feel a little better.
I guess I needed food video whore in my gut more than I had thought.
As I neared my turn, my now full stomach started video whore to churn and flop.
I could feel my sore muscles tense as I turned video whore.
I knew deep down that my fear would always win out to him.
I pulled the truck back under the tree and climbed out.
I sighed video whore as I walked to the front door.
I slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
I was hit to the floor.
My packages lay scattered across the floor.
"I wanted....." WACK!!!
He hit me across the face.
I was in pain, my body as well as my pride was shattered.
He grabbed me by my hair, yanking me video whore to me feet video whore.
He pointed toward the packages laying on the floor.
"Pick this shit up and get dressed bitch" I picked up all the stuff and walked my armload to the bathroom.
I quickly shut the door behind me.
I looked at myself in the mirror again and watched my salty endless tears stream down my face.
I dressed very slowly not wanting to face him again.
I knew I should hurry so that I wouldn piss him off again video whore with my time wasting.
