I'm here aren't I? I'm doing what I can here. You have Amy and Janice. You still have someone to go home to at night, someone who loves you and who yo... love. You can touch them and kiss them any time you want. What do I have, huh? NOTHING, that's what. Not one damn thing."Do you know what it feels like to spend every waking minute praying for a miracle, praying for some medicine to work and make your wife better? You've had almost your whole life with your wife and daughter. I had three. ?You know full well that it is too late to turn back. Everything we know and care about is at stake. Our home, our health, and our marriage. The only price that needs to be paid is the freedom of one selfish young woman. I know you care about her as much as I do, Eric, but now that we’ve gone this far and we are intent on carrying it through, we might as well have some fun with her.?Eric didn’t take all that much convincing in that regard. He hadn’t had sex since the night before his. Getting used to sleeping alone had been the hardest part of Liv and I ending. The weeks of sleeping in the guest room helped ease me into that, but now the utter quiet that surrounded me was unsettling at times. It took me much longer than usual to finally fall asleep.**The week dragged. I needed to come up with a hobby or two if this job was something I was going to keep long term. There just wasn't enough for me to do, and I wasn't interested in the few social invitations I had gotten. Most. Victoria would be expecting me todress so I left work early and headed home.I painted my nails in a deep rich purple and glued the breast forms inplace. I lay on the bed for about 20 minutes to let the breast formsand nails dry. I fastened a black corset in place. It was somethingthat I had bought myself and was shorter so that I could bend easierwhich was going to be essential. I tied it as tight as I could and gotthe rest of my clothes ready. I put on a pair of 15 denier black.