Nancy's skin was very white, so her wounds stood out in stark contrast. Paul had never seen her look like this before. The sight of her caused his heart to beat fast. And for the first time in his life, he felt pity for one of the women he was screwing.
He touched her shoulder, and she flinched away from him. Her skin is so soft, and she is actually quite delicate - he realized. When they'd been married, he'd only seen her as a baby-making machine. Over the last couple of days, he'd decided that she was a wh*re, just like every other woman. Now, though, she had somehow touched his heart, and he felt terrible about assaulting her. Now, when she cried out in pain, he seemed to feel it too. It was inexplicable and undeniable.
What is happening? - he wondered. All he knew was that Nancy was really annoying. He was so distracted that he didn't notice that the water had run cold until she mentioned it. Then, without thinking, he turned it as hot as it could go.
