Chapter 22

Catherine's whole body ached terribly. She would wake up the next day. Her face hurt as if a large sized hotdog had sunk into her P*ssy. They were round last night. my god.. why did that all happen. She thought only once but when Third touched him again she couldn't stand it. She also gave up.

She still can't believe Third is willing to let her use it and Marry the young man and claim everything all she has. To this day. I still think of what is happening. Why is she so tolerant? Not that he charmed me. Maybe her treacherous body just betrayed him.

"Good morning my wife.." He smiled at him.

Why is it that every time. I stare at him she looks like she is magnetizing and her soul is absorbed by it. As if I didn't want to take my eyes off his handsome face. Annoying! Everytime she looked at Third it was like there was something she couldn’t figure out what it was.

"My wife.... it's delicious to hear!"

"Morning too!" I answered as I smelled the p