There was no other way to describe it."The punishments a woman must endure before she could rightly call herself a woman."Lucy became frightened and s...ck at this, her third time of reading; for here, in her mother's own hand, was a humiliating first-hand account of the consensual submission of an adult woman to a man. Lucy read her mother's statements about beatings to be delivered across a woman's private parts with a freshly cut cane, the cane 'aimed to strike the woman's inner sensitive. I wanted to die! They insulted me. The told me I had a fat bottom. I kept my private area covered with my hands, but my breasts were exposed. The Major made crude remarks, since I have a large bosom. The other men began mocking and taunting me. I looked at my son and I realized how much this was hurting him. He was looking at my breasts and I wanted him not to. But I guess there was no way he could not. Having to show my naked body to my son was worse than I could have ever imagined. I. I’m waiting for the right guy.” Julie said with tears swimming in her violet eyes. “Well, now I’ve taken the decision out of your hands, I’m going to be your guy for awhile.” Andrew said. Julie shook her head no, and then started screaming. “You better stop screaming, that hurts my ears, and no one will hear you way out here. “ Andrew said calmly. Julie didn’t stop until she was hoarse, and Andrew had ignored her and had started to cook something in the fireplace. He was hungry, and the. "The woman who ran the store smiled. "You probably don't need the nightie to be transparent, then." Well, actually that was what first attracted me. My husband will certainly get the idea."The woman wrapped the items up and Crystal went on her way, humming to herself. These were going to be such fun to wear.When she got to her desk she undid her dress enough to remove her bra. She massaged her breasts. It felt so good to get out of that thing. You wore a bra because it supported your breasts;.