Try to use a sports brassiere at all time, not an underwire braSara."She photographed my chest, "I think these are nearly perfect. Be proud ofyour bre...sts!"Cynthia called after another few days, "Can I come by?"Mom had left so I agreed, "Just don't expect much please."I hadn't been drinking since the day before the surgery and now fifteendays later she had done her research."We both need a glass of wine." She told me that she had abstained whileI was recovering."I told you I was serious Sara, I. She wriggles and thrashes, pushes the limb away and grunts with the effort. The creature simply adds a second tentacle to the assault, holding her legs in place.“Agnes!” The voice of the head scientist, Doctor Mackenzie, reaches her through the intercom. “Agnes, what the hell is going on?”Panic seems to freeze the blood in her veins. Her career is over, Agnes knows. She might die in the hands... well, limbs of this creature, but even if she survives, she won’t be allowed in a spaceship ever. A small part of my mind thought it would be good to remind Tammy she needed to clean it up, but it was an indulgent thought. Tammy had no doubt been playing video games when she and Serena suggested or initiated a different game that ended with them in bed together and I was distracted by Serena’s full, bare breasts that were uncovered. Tammy was a physically, mentally and emotionally grown woman, but Serena and I had taken her into our home because Tammy enjoyed playing the rebellious. Before you actually bring another man home though, you'll have to let you husband in on what's been going on. Though don't have a conversation with him about it - show him. Start coming home with hickies, bite marks, or scratches. Have your hair be a mess, and your clothes on wrong. If he asks, feel free to tell him, "Oh that's from my new boyfriend. He's a little rough", but deflect any questions he has about specifics. Then after a while come home late one night, wake him up, and force him to.