I am Anya and I got married at the age of 26 in 83 and because my wife was addicted I divorced the following year. This memory is related to 5 years ago when I was a bachelor student and I was studying in another city.
I remember because my classes were held in the first 3 days of the week, I was unemployed the rest of the days, and because I was far away, I had a lot of blood coming and going, so I decided to work part-time. The days were going very hard and I was alone.
After a few weeks, that lady was finally able to find me a cartoon of a cake and cake factory in the industrial city of the same city. Of course, it was not an interesting job.
The next day, I went to that factory to introduce and give my documents. The factory was not very big, but I did not know why the worker was there.
In short, I started working in a factory. I had difficult days early because I was neither a carpenter nor a friend.
The only person I liked was the factory manager, a 45-year-old man who was extremely attractive and handsome.
Some days I wanted to throw two cups and go to his room. I did whatever he said and I had a brother like him.
Several times I was having lunch or pouring tea in the house. I was surprised by myself.
One day, Farhad (CEO) set up a contract in his office. Of course, I always typed, but that day I wrote by hand, while I was writing, he told me, "Do you know how much a doll is ???"
The electricity jumped from my head. I did not know what to say. Once or twice, my brother said that this girl does a lot of make-up, it is not suitable for work. (Her brother was her partner).
That morning I thought about what he had to say and I convinced myself that it had no purpose. The next week I went to work without makeup.
I used to go to his room and whenever he asked me to take him coffee, I would give it to the juicer to take and I would tell him that I had a job.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise, he came out of his room angrily and said to me, "Can I hear you?" ???????
I blushed with embarrassment, especially since the accountant made me look so bad that I had killed her.
Farhad told me to make coffee for you later. I do not drink coffee except for you.
That evening, when I was returning to the house of that accountant, I was arrested and after a Chinese introduction, I was reminded that Farhadzan has a 10-year-old daughter and he understood that somehow I had to get out of there until he gave me a job.
I was so worried about what to do that my user environment became unbearable, but I decided to come out at the end of the month to get my full salary.
The next day, when I went to work, I had to stay at home for a while, but we had distributed small boxes of cakes. I entered the system to find out how much we had sold. It was winter and it was getting dark. There was a little fear, especially how I had to go from the industrial town to the dormitory and that I could not stay out until 7:8.
I was relieved for a while that I did not have to stand in the dark and on the deserted road for the car, because their factory was closed at 4 o'clock, and 4 o'clock was considered part of our overtime.
I waited for half an hour and he was killing me, especially since he was the only guard left in the factory. I was constantly looking out of the window to see Farhad's car. .
I was confused, I do not know how it felt, but it was mixed with excitement and fear.
Then he went to the bathroom and the imam appointed him. I said, "Mr.…, I'm too late.
From the water house, he told me to call your friends and tell my friends that you will not die tonight in a dormitory in front of a friend. But he did not come out of the house. The sound of a bang came in the factory yard. برم…
Farhad got up and said, "I want you to stay with me tonight. Wow, I was very ill. I had a bad feeling. I said, 'Why?
I felt like I was sleeping in a kind of tuberculosis. I find it, but they all have iron fences in such a way that even my hand could not pass them by force.
I came, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran You can hear me, my guard, because of my work, I can not save you. I had it and I did not let it go, but I was killing myself. I struggled so much that I finally got tired. I shed a tear. There was tension. My eyes were wet with tears. He turned his face towards me.
Now I was weird, I did not know what to do, but I was very upset, I did not think it would be like this. I felt it was scratching, so I spat angrily. I did not have a tuition, so that the Romehum's failure of the failure of the discretion of the lactation, I was afraid of the people. I fell on my neck so that his bruises remained for a week. He unbuttoned his coat. While he was holding my hand, he opened the buttons with his other hand. I was shaking, I was shaking, no زسرماازترس.
That night I woke up, I was beaten, I was just being beaten by slaps that I had not even eaten from my father yet. My pants were unbuttoned, my coat was just open in front of me, and my dress was unbuttoned. He erased my delusion. I was disturbed by everything. I could not believe that I had been raped.
In short, when Farhad finished his work, he lit a cigarette, went to the window, opened the window, and sat down next to him. My face was dry, my stomach was dry, it was just silence, the smell of burning cigarettes coming from the window, the bitter memory that Farhad had left for me.
Farhad came and sat next to me and hugged me, but I did not even raise my head to look at him.
That night we stayed at home and Farhadieh came to me again and forced me to have sex with her again.
It was around 7 o'clock when we came out of the factory when I realized that last night Farhad told the guard to go. I am myself and I had washed away the poor guard's guilt.
From that day on, I did not go to the factory. He even called our accountant to get my salary and asked me to go to settle the account, but I did not go. Farhad called me a lot and apologized. He asked me to marry him temporarily. Kelly offered me money, but I had given him something that could not be compensated for. My personality was damaged and I never saw him again. I should see him in front of the university or in Vatoshahr, but thank God I did not see him, and when I finished my studies, I did not even delay for a day, and I returned from that city to our city.
Sorry, it took too long, but I could not censor the summary of my new horse. Your sacrifice
