No romance or naughty public quickies, whenever our fancies tickled us, no teasing other men, unless they were admiring my lactating breasts down-blou...e, which I had no problem showing, as the sex stopped on my husbands part, using the excuse, "He did not want to harm the baby", like what, give her a black eye?I new the sex from the scan and was thrilled, but kept it secret from him.I was six months gone, and lying in bed, a late morning rise, as I was having some me-time with my Lelo toy,. He was not a handsome specimen, and his conformation was not ever going to win him a Blue Ribbon at a stock show, but his winning personality and willing production has caused the Scullery Maid to bond with him in a way that was almost unnatural...The Scullery Maid paused outside the stall door and looked at her reflection in the shiny steel casing of a water heater. Not young, but not yet old, her full figure filled her Maid's uniform perfectly, and the powerful cattle prod hanging at her belt. I was a fresher and the junior most member of our team then .We were a team of 6.I was asked to work under Lavanya whose was our team lead.To describe her..she was one the most well mannered and groomed person i have ever seen.She was a divorcee and was living with her parents.She was well endowed and knew how to dress and present herself.I had initially heard from my team mates that here husband started physically harassing her within few weeks of her marriage and she being an educated and. Why did he popinto my head all of a sudden?And the more I thought of him, the more I realized that this was a lotmore. I started to remember being raised as a young boy as well. Verysimilar memories of me growing up as a girl, but definitely a boy.By the time the game was over, I had a lot on my mind trying to figureout these two persons in my head. When my parents picked me up, thecoaches told them I had been hit in the helmet with a line drive and tokeep an eye on me. The first thing they.