1. Welcome to Canada Part 2


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Gillianleeeza, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    of their kids with them. There are kind of a lot of people in the house now waiting to meet you." "Oh my fucking God, you have to be kidding me. What the fuck where you thinking?' I'm just rambling, shouting and beginning to cry now. "For god's sake, just trust me for once!" Mike tries to reassure me as he opens the car door. He comes around to my side and opens mine. Before I can say anything else, he has reached into the car, grabbed me and pulled me out. I'm still blubbering away and yelling at him. He prods me along the driveway, and I try to pull myself together. I can't imagine what his plan is. Before I can think too much more, I suddenly feel him shove me face first into one of the snow drifts. I extricate myself from the drift pushing his hands away. Yelling again, "What the hell is wrong with you?" I can't believe he has just done that. "For once in your life just shut up and follow along." Mike tells me. I can see a tiny bit of a grin on his mouth. I can't believe it, I have never been so mad at him before. He just nods his head and takes me by the arm. He practically has to push me up the steps. I am now soaking wet and covered in snow and ice. Reaching the front door, Mike opens it and I see a living room full of people. I start shaking as Mike pushes me into the room. "Hey everyone, here's Beth!". I look over at him tears streaming down my face. Luckily the snow conceals them. "She took a tumble when we got out of the car. You can see, she fell into one of the ...
    snow piles. I'll take her upstairs and let her clean up and then we'll be back downstairs." Mike takes me by the hand and walks me over to the stairs and we leave the room. My mouth is hanging open. He really did have a plan. I'm feeling a bit ashamed about my feelings now. I'm still mad. I can hear his family saying it's fine. I can take my time and one of his brothers offers to get my suitcase from the car. Mike tosses him the keys over his shoulder as we head upstairs. We enter the bedroom I'll be staying in. It has a double bed and an attached bathroom with a shower and bathtub. "Did you doubt me sweetheart? I know you wanted to get cleaned up and it was the best plan I could come up with. I am sorry about pushing you. I didn't think you'd go along with it if I had told you first. Plus I needed to shut you up. Everyone could probably hear you shouting." Mike gives me a grin that usually melts away my anger. It's not going to work that fast this time. "You bastard, don't you ever do something like that again," I snap at him. There's a knock at the door, and I step into the bathroom and pull the door shut. I peel off my sodden clothes and turn on the shower for a quick rinse off. Mike comes in the room and helps me dry off after I step out of the shower. "It will be fine," he assures me. He wraps me in a soft over sized towel. Being in his arms is a beginning. I am starting to feel better. At least I am clean and don't smell like sex anymore. "We'll just go downstairs and ...
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