#310881 - When I finally manage to get under the water the door bangs into the wall beside me making me jump “What the fuck what that?” Jim growls at me “don’t you start to think that cause I don’t want you bruised I won’t hurt you in other ways” he adds coming towards me and gripping my neck with his hand, instinctively I let go of the sides of the bath and grip his hand trying to pull him off me. With the Dutch courage of the two tequilas I don’t bother to move instead just fill another glass, as he turns through the door and looks at me I smile and hold my glass up to him daring him to moan about a twelve year old drinking before knocking it back. My struggling becomes wild and determined as Tony removes one hand and blindly fails around looking for something to make me be quiet “Fuck it man ill shut her up with my fist” he growls “NO” shouts Jim “NO BRUISES” he says stepping back and grabbing a pillow from the arm chair.