J Bond

When I grew up in Ohio, I was and still am a very shy girl. This has given me many nights of crying my heart out because I just couldn’t do the things that most people seem to do with ease. I had a few boyfriends and I’m no virgin. But I always would lose them to other girls that were outgoing and more direct and not so scared to do anything. After I graduated college I moved to Texas and now work for a computer design company. Most of the work I do can be done at my home, so I don’t have to be around many people on a daily basis. I work about 10 hours a day and by late evening I will order out so I don’t have to leave and go sit alone in some fast food place. I love pizza and will order it two to three times a week. For the last two months when the pizza man shows up, his name is Sam, he has tried to make small talk with me and I am starting to talk back with him, I found out that he is 23 and studying to be a Doctor and works part time at the pizza place till school starts up again. He says the hours are hard, but the tips are good and he gets to meet nice people like me. I always give him a 5-dollar tip and he has got to know me a little too. ...

The things you learn as you grow up can get you in big trouble later. I was the only girl in the family of three boys and when we fought we would hit each other sometimes hard, almost to the point of real damage to the other one. That’s how I grew up and when I got married the first time, that was the way I was, if something didn’t go just my way I would haul off and hit him as hard as I could, where ever I could. He would try to stop me, but never raised a hand to me back. Finally after one of our many fights, he just walked out and said he had had enough, two weeks later he filed for divorce and he never came back. That was two years ago now and I have dated others since then, but when I show my temper, the guys seem to disappear. ...

(story continues from Betty’s Lesson) Part Two - Betty’s Return This has to be the longest week of my life, all week I tried to forget what had happened over the weekend at Hank�s farm, but the images just keep flooding into my mind and I would find myself in a daydream about what would happen to me next weekend in that big old barn and what Hank might have planned for me. Seems like when you want the week to fly by then the time goes by so slow and every day seems longer than before. Two of the girls at work ask me what I was thinking about that makes me smile and I just told them that I was planning a long weekend in the county and that I loved to smell the hay and flowers and be back to nature. Well, that was almost true, but there was something that turned me on more and that was the thought that I was about to turn myself over to a man completely and once I did he was going to have complete and final control over me and that I would be powerless to stop him. ...