{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\uc1{\fonttbl{\f0\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}}{\colortbl ;}{\stylesheet{\s0\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\f0\fs20\kerning28 Normal ;}}\paperw12240\paperh15840\margt1440\margl1800\margr1800\margb1440\headery720\footery864 \deftab720\pgnstart1\viewkind1\viewscale100\fet0{\*\docvar{ColorSet}{-1}}{\*\docvar {ColorPos}{-1}}{\*\docvar{StyleSet}{-1}}{\*\docvar{StylePos}{-1}}\pard\plain\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs32\kerning28 {\header\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\tqc\tx4320\tqr\tx8640\fs20\par }{\footer\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\tqc\tx4320\tqr\tx8640\fs20\par } THROUGH A WINDOW ONE NIGHT\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs32\kerning28\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28 Voy, wife beating, married rape * this story is based on a true happening that I witnessed part of\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 From the time I was interested in girls I was always on the look out for a chance to see one naked. That\u8217\'92s right me and about every other teenaged boy in history . There was a trail going to my best friend\u8217\'92s house from mine and we both used it a lot. Since he had more stuff to do at his house and his mom was a lot more willing to leave us alone that my folks were I usually was there and often found my self heading home after dark. Our trail went along the side of a small hill and looked down at a neighbor\u8217\'92s house. Since it was also just inside the edge of the woods we were in effect invisible even in the day and at night forget seeing anybody seeing you up there. Of course we knew it well enough that we needed no flashlights to find our way. I had noticed more than once that it also provided a nice clear view of the neighbor\u8217\'92s bedroom through the open shades. Since they were old [ maybe mid thirties] I didn\u8217\'92t pay a lot of attention until one night. It was Friday so I was passing by later that usual when I saw a flash of bare skin in the window. By chance I had a small telescope with me so I stopped to watch. I saw more than I ever dreamed of.\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I had heard that the Smiths [ not the real name] had troubles but nobody ever explained just what kind they were. I found out first hand that night. Mrs. Smith was undressing for bed when I had noticed her. She was a lot better looking that I expected her to be since she was so old and before she was fully undressed I had a raging boner . The her husband came in the room and tried to kiss her. I could tell he was drunk . She pushed him away but he insisted. He slapped her face and tried again and still she resisted. He got mad and started to really hit her. He had her up against the wall and was both slapping her and using a closed fist. He seemed to aim at her tits a lot. Before he really hurt her she was thrown to the bed. She laid there crying while he stripped his clothes off. He too had a big hard on. I expected him to just climb onto the bed and fuck her but he took his belt and started hitting her with it. I\u8217\'92d had a belt used on me before and it hurts like hell. I felt sorry for her but there was nothing I could do. He seemed not to care where he hit her and soon she had welts all over her body. Finally he tired of hitting her.\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I watched as he spread her legs and forced his cock into her cunt. Even through the closed window I could hear her cries and his cursing. He was calling her a bitch, a whore , a cunt and a lot of other bad names. As he fucked her he also slapped and bit her tits. It seemed to last forever. At my age I could last maybe two or three minutes when I jacked off and I had assumed that to be the way for everybody. He seemed to be able to fuck forever. Finally he pulled out and I thought it was over. I was wrong. He grabbed her arm and rolled her over onto her stomach and spread her legs again. Then it got weird. He spit into his hand and rubbed the spit onto her asshole. Another handful of spit went onto his cock. Then he jammed his prick into her ass and continued the fucking. All the while she was screaming and begging for him to stop. Of course he did not even slow down. Then his tempo sped up and he came in her ass. He just laid on top of her for quite a while. When he was done he got off and once more rolled her over and made her sit up on the bed. Through the telescope I watched as he forced her to lick his cock clean with her tongue . Then he just pushed her back down on the bed and got dressed. A few minutes later his car left. She laid there for a long time. I got a very good look at her bruised body and abused crotch before she managed to get up and stagger to the bathroom . I waited a long time but she never came out until after I left. They moved away soon after and I heard later that she had killed herself. \par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28\par} \pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 }}