I sat in my recliner and said ok, Deanna, the floor is yours. She said these words will be just words in a few minutes so please hear me out. Robbie, ...or 24 years, you have been my dream man, lover, best friend, devoted husband and father. I love you with all my heart and soul, I always will. We have had the best of times together and I have cherished every one of them. I looked at her with big tears in my eyes knowing she is hurting with every word but choices have consequences. Robbie, I have. So, on her birthday, we decided that we will be meeting at my flat and making the night memorable for us.So, my girlfriend came at the scheduled time and damn, she was looking cute as hell! We had some drinks and then she said, “Get on your knees.” I was taken aback at this statement because suddenly, her tone had changed.But I always had a femdom or dominatrix fantasy which I had discussed with my girlfriend and I was liking it as well. I got on my knees and my girlfriend said, “Start. He piped in. ‘You two can pay for your sisters’ weddings.’ ‘Chris, Dad, we are paying for everything. I’ll tell you guys what. You cover drinks for the reception and we’ll call it even.’ Thomas stated, his love for his father evident and respect for his future father-in-law growing. John frowned, ‘What kind of drinks are you boys talking about. If I’m buying spirits, I’m getting stuff that’ll put hair on your chest.’ Brandon laughed, ‘OK dad, but Mom would look funny with a hairy chest,. ” A disheartening sentiment. You couldn’t imagine how much more tough it’d be to have more kids with a man who finds it okay to have his kids go through the same thing you both went through.And that’s why you need to keep taking the birth control, a voice in the back of your head reminded you. You nodded. You hadn’t just gotten a job to at least pay for your son’s school meals, you had to pay for birth control to make sure you didn’t have any more kids. After your first kid, Laura, your husband.