Now HERE'S how a real man treats women. Scottybuzz take note.
 

Dharmatma had three wives, including Sharon. He controlled everything they did, whether they were at home or on the road. If a woman needed new underwear, she had to call Dharmatma to ask for permission to buy it. One time, Sharon's clothes were so worn out, they were literally falling off her back. She asked Dharmatma for some money. He gave her a stolen credit card and told her to buy a few things, but only what she really needed. Another time, he told her to shoplift. She was nailed liberating a blouse in Toronto, Canada, and spent a weekend in jail. When she telephoned Dharmatma to tell him what had happened, he called her a fool for getting caught.

A young, heavy set women Sharon had never seen before came down the stairs and walked out of the house without looking at Sharon. Sharon

went back upstairs and knocked on the door.

"I suppose you want some?" Dharmatma asked when she walked in. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked except for his underpants.

Sharon smiled. "I missed you."

"I'll bet you did," Dharmatma snapped.

Sharon walked over and sat down next to Dharmatma. She kissed his shoulder and began licking his neck. Dharmatma pushed her away and jumped to his feet.

"Did you see that pig who was in here?" he asked.

"Who is she?" Sharon asked. "A new girl," Dharmatma said. "She joined the team a couple of weeks ago. I just fucked her. I had to, to keep her going. It was awful. I can still smell her. This whole room reeks of pussy. How can you stand it?"

"I stand it because you're here," Sharon said, walking over to him.

She slipped her hand into his pants and began fondling him.

"I'm still your favorite, aren't I?" she asked. "Come on, let's go over to the bed and I'll remind you why I'm your favorite."

She took him by the hand and led him back to bed. She peeled down his underpants. It took her a long time to get him hard.

Sex with Dharmatma was always the same. Sharon always had to seduce him; he was completely passive. When it was over, she had to tell him how great it was, how nobody had ever fucked her like he did. She did it because long ago she had discovered that the better actress she was in bed, the easier life was out of bed.

Dharmatma came, rolled out of bed immediately, and put on his briefs.

"You really are a whore, aren't you?" he said. "You've really got to have it, don't you?"

Sharon's heart sank. It was going to be this way again. Dharmatma was going to abuse her. She had been hoping that this time it would be different, that maybe, just maybe, he'd be too tired. "Did you hear what I said, slut?" Dharmatma said. "I just missed you," Sharon said, getting out of the other side of the bed. "That was all."

"You gotta have it all the time, don't you?" Dharmatma repeated, walking around the bed toward her. "I'll bet you get it a lot on the road. I'll bet you fuck truck drivers. I bet you go into truck stops and get yourself some Peterbilt hog."

"Why are you like this?" Sharon whimpered, stepping back. "Why do you say such terrible things?"

Dharmatma hit her across the face with his open hand. Then he hit her again with the back of his hand.

"Don't you dare ask why, bitch!" Dharmatma screamed. "You know why! 'Cause you're such a filthy pig. Now get dressed and get your ass outta here. I want every bathroom in this house cleaned before lunch. You got that?"

Sharon nodded.

"I wouldn't have to hit you if you didn't have an attitude," Dharmatma said in a calmer voice. "I only do it 'cause I think it'll help."

"I know," Sharon hurried to agree. "I must have done something in a previous life to deserve it."

"Could be," Dharmatma said, losing interest. "Now get out of here and get the bathrooms cleaned."

http://www.harekrsna.org/iskgone/monkey/chaos7.htm

Interesting, I didn't know Hare Krishna was such a fraudulent movement