"One of the hazards of being a woman, Richard."There went the ears again."Richard? Uh, how do you... I mean what do you use to..." I trailed off, feel...ng more awkward than I've felt in years."They're fiberfill, quilt stuffing from the fabric store. During the day I use a pair of mastectomy inserts, but they're too heavy for sleeping; they keep falling out." Oh. You actually like to wear a bra when you sleep?" Yeah, Emily couldn't figure it out either. By the time we went to bed she was always. You wriggle on the chair and bite your lip as she rids you of all the hair on your pussy, making your skin burn. At the same time, you feel your pussy get wet from her touches and the pain. Finally, she crouches down between your legs to check her work. You feel her breath on your moist lips and you feel embarrassed for being so wet. Your pussy is completely bare and smooth. The nurse spreads your labia with her long nails, gently, but fully, taking away your last protection. She smiles seeing. Then the baby cried lightly.I had a son."Josh, get over here and stitch Ashes up, she tore. I'll take care of the baby." Julie rocked back on her heels, snipped a clamp around the cord, cut it a second later, and took the baby over to the table.I had shaky hands, but Ashes needed a few stitches, so that brought me around enough to take care of her. She was bleeding a lot, and looking a bit shocky, but I got the tear cleaned up, powdered with an antiseptic, and then stitched closed. The girls. It was nothing more than luck, that had kept her from recording him, thanks to Sarah though next time would be different. Sarah hung the phone looking down at her computer monitor as she did so. The message, said ?Good girl.? A moment later, her computer shut itself off and started to reboot. Sarah felt a shiver run up her spine knowing that when the computer came back up that everything would be normal, as normal as it got anyway. Nothing had been normal since the day she came home from.