Sheila's Life

By Rodney Tupweod

A short story about a woman who I shared some wonderful moments with but also some very scary ones, NIGHTMARES!,the harm that I endured because of my involvement with her, the hardship she has gone through in her life,from the very beginning,from the age of eight being raped by her brother, to the Sexual. Physical, and Mental abuse she endures from the man who she is living with her now, the tolerance of participating, in his sexual fantasies, or perversions from Threesomes to out and out orgies,
Once she agreed to marry me, but she always was persuaded back to him, out of fear
I offer her a safe place to stay to get away, even to the point of taking her out of the country altogether, but sadly she declined

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jul 22, 2016
• ISBN: 9781326743147

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Sheila's Life

Sheila’s Life

By Rodney Tupweod

Introduction

This is the story of a woman who I became involved with and experienced some weird, frightening, life threating moments with her, I also encountered nightmares of unprecedented proportion beyond anything anyone could ever imagine. This book contains words and paragraphs, of an intimate nature (may be deemed sexual) and may not be suitable for minors, young adults under the age of 18 eighteen years of age, depending on local laws, and parental consent

The contents of this book are factual, truthful, and without any fiction which makes it all the more worrying, I’ve been involved with a relatively small number of women, and for some reason either I just know how to pick them (as the saying goes) or the abuse of women, in particular, sexual abuse, is far greater than, any one is really aware of, because nearly half have suffered some sort of abuse. Raped in many cases, or physically abused, to procure sexual deeds. A number have also endured the trauma of pregnancy, in some cases leading to Abortion. Sheila of them all endured seriously more than most, which included Rape, Abuse, both physical and Mental, Prostitution, and the abuse of her children, by the man she is living with. A man, looking at him you couldn’t believe, couldn’t imagine, that he had it in him, like many, he even took me in, such a vile person I’d discover, so evil, so controlling with fear.

Sheila’s Life

This book is copyrighted and shall not be lent resold copied without the permission of the Author Publisher   © 2016 Rodney Tupweod

ISBN: 978-1-326-74314-7

Contents

Sheila’s Life

By Rodney Tupweod

Introduction

Sheila’s Life

This book is copyrighted and shall not be lent resold copied without the permission of the Author Publisher    © 2016 Rodney Tupweod

SHEILA’S STORY

Chapter 1

My first interaction with Sheila

Chapter 2

First Nightmare and Sheila’s Orgasm

Chapter 3

The set-up, held hostage, knife attack

Chapter 4

My first real beating

Chapter 5

A Valentine to Remember

Chapter 6

Kitchen Chaos, Sex.

And that she would be waiting for them in her bed, they believing it was from Sheila

Chapter 7

The Prescription

Chapter 8

The Beatings.

Chapter 9

Sheila stopped replying to my texts

Conclusion

SHEILA’S LIFE

Chapter 1

My first interaction with Sheila

When I was very young, Sheila was a girlfriend of a mate of my brothers, she was one of the local girls, about five years younger than me, she never drew my attention. I didn’t see much of her or my brother for that matter except at home, as I’d started working in my teens, and didn’t really do much socialising. I travelled to America in the 90’s and lived in New York for a number of years, I had a wonderful deep relationship with a woman, but sadly it came to a very saddening end, I returned home and tried to gather my life together again, but wasn’t feeling very much inclined to develop another relationship, or indeed become involved with a woman (or male for that matter, having no inclinations in that direction).

One night after I returned I was in my local Bar enjoying a drink with friends, I was approached by this woman who made small talk, but I wasn’t showing any real interest, as I was still hoping to rekindle my relationship with the woman who had left me. The woman talking to me was Sheila, and it may have been the first time that we conversed, there wasn’t that much said, except she made a comment, You know you’re the local hunk at least that’s what I thought first, but I certainly didn’t have any sort of a reputation, and hadn’t dated but one local girl. When she walked away, I began a rethink and realised I may have misheard her and what she meant was I was the local drunk. But to my knowledge I didn’t think I had that reputation either, quite the reverse in fact. This was maybe 1994 and we never conversed again for another twelve years or so, and it’s rather a pity now that I didn’t take the opportunity back then, that evening because it would have changed both of our lives dramatically.

She was a little heavy then, and I’d incidences with woman in relationships who were overweight and the effect it had on them trying to diet etc. I became aware of Sheila really over a period of time, in so much as I’d venture to our local bar and engage in the consumption of a few beers in the company of a number of other men, just basically enjoying a bit of a conversation, joke and a laugh. Some of us smoked and we had to venture outside to enjoy a cigarette, one of the guys was very cordial to everyone around and began conversations with others, I on the other hand was always quit and reserved and kept to myself. Sheila arrived some afternoons and sat outside with her drink while she waited on her lift home, Steve would normally say a few words to her, conversing with her till we finished smoking. This went on for a number of days, maybe spread over a number of weeks. She knew me, and now and again, would ask about members of my family, who she knew. One of the afternoons I suggested to her that it was a shame that she’d to hang outside waiting when she could join us inside, and with that she picked up her pint and accompanied us inside.

She quickly got into the banter and joviality of the group, and from that afternoon, would join us regularly. One day She, Steve and I were outside smoking, and how the conversation came about I can’t remember, but she revealed to us that she’d been raped from the age of eight, by her brother, also declaring that she actually believed that her friends, were experiencing the same as what was happening to her and that when she’d relayed this to her Mother she wasn’t believed, helped, and actually accused of instigating it.

She was very sexual verbal, to the extent, that one day again as we were smoking let out this roar I want my Orgasm Steve and I were dumbstruck. Her birthday is October 31st Halloween, and on this particular one she was going away for the weekend down the country. The following Monday she returned and divulged to Steve and myself and that she had been in a threesome, as a gift for her birthday, she then took two posters with cartoon images relating to Viagra, pretty vulgar, and had signed them for each of us. We then got off the topic and she related some other activities that she involved herself in, drinking dancing and playing pool, which caught my attention. The mention of a game of pool, began a conversation especially with me as I was in a number of leagues in America, and Shelia loved plying the game, Steve’s influx was that he’d played the odd game, and knew the rules etc. So the three of us arranged to meet the following Saturday in a town close to us, and spend the afternoon, having a few games, and beers. I don’t think I exchanged phone numbers with Sheila nor could I believe that Steve had, however he and I had.

We didn’t see Shelia for the rest of the week (at least I didn’t), On the Saturday Steve informed me that he wasn’t going to make it, I’d know way of contacting Sheila, nor did I know if she was going to turn up, so all I could do was go along and hope that she would. I arrived at the Pub we’d arranged to meet in, and after ordering a pint, I sat and waited, I watched the clock, we’d arranged to meet at 3pm, this wasn’t a place that I’d normally drink in and my cousin owned a Pub up the road, which is where I’d go to normally, and would head there should she not arrive. I was just about to drink my final mouthful and leave as she walked in the door, and she looked very pleasing to the eyes.

She apologized for been late, we both sat back down and ordered a drink, I would now discover the nuisance of cell phones. For the duration of the time we were in that Pub, her phone never stopped, between texts and calls, it went on and on. Sheila had four children her eldest son had left the house a year or so before, her daughter done likewise, but she had two sons living at home, and one had taken a journey into the City unattended, and without permission, and was the cause of all the calls and texts. We had a number of drinks there before venturing across the road to another Pub which housed a pool table, which was the reason for us meeting up to have a few games of pool. We played a number of games and drank a few beers.

She informed me that Tony (her male friend) was picking her up at 8.30pm, and offered me a lift home. We exchanged phone numbers and proceeded outside to wait for Tony, while waiting and talking, she said she wanted to kiss me, and I related the same to her, we kissed and she wanted another. Just before we engaged in our second kiss Tony phoned, wondering