Introduction

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"Rainy days, slow dancing and deep- throating is my much loved memory of you"

I was the expert with words. He was the one adept with actions. But at that moment, there were no words that could save me and no action that could save him. We were both caught defenseless with that single moment that had the biggest impact on our lives. It left us bruised, limp and questionning every single decision we've ever made including our marriage.

Drunken sex, arguments, fights, begging, struggling, gagging and the list goes on.

Sure, the sex is gratifyingly great in our marriage but everything else is rather unpleasant.

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