But I thought, "That was just the first one, take it easy, Allison!" Just when I expected him to continue, the son of a bitch simply pulled out, took off the condom, kissed my forehead, and said goodnight, then turned over and went to sleep. I was stunned; all I could think was, "What do you mean goodnight? What the fuck was that? It's our honeymoon, what the fuck is he thinking? Fuck, I need more! Fuck! A thousand times!" But even though I was indignant, I turned over and went to sleep, as frustrated as I had ever been in my life. The next day, I felt bad, thinking the problem was with me. We didn't do anything else on our honeymoon, and even though I thought everything was strange, I made the worst decision of my life: I didn't try to talk to him and kept my mouth shut, swallowing all my frustration. He'd turn on the TV, and we'd do nothing; I was afraid to try anything and force a situation. At some point, I convinced myself that I had overvalued sex, marriage, and everything. I
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