The binder clips, which had seemed like the cruelest torture when he affixed them, she now recognized to be a mercy. The cane would break against the...binder clips if it strayed too close to her nipples. At least her poor nubs would not be split by the cane. Someday, he had promised, her nipples would feed their babies, and how could their babies feed and grow, if he ruined her nipples today? He raised the cane over her right breast. THWACK! A cruel diagonal stripe, on. "Are you alright?" Cindy asked her sister as she leaned over the toilet bowl and wretched."I should be fine in a few days," Janet panted through pale lips, "a few weeks at the most from what I hear about morning sickness." You're pregnant?" Cindy chuckled. "I know we're always talking about letting the guys knock us up when we're fucking, but I can't believe you actually did it." Not just me, Cindy," Janet said with a weak grin."Don't tell me Sue's pregnant too," Cindy said."Not Sue," Janet. I had by then an attorney position with the firm I clerked for that summer that Doris and I got together, but it was only mine if I passed the Bar. My doing so meant a considerable raise, but money would still be tight. I had to work sixty hours plus a week and bust my butt to keep us in Pampers when the babies came.Doris never let our precarious financial situation or the pregnancy phase her. She completed the last exam of her junior year just an hour before her water broke. Five-hour later. "I'm okay" I feigned "but I could do with a little warmth. Fancy a cuddle?"She thought about it for a moment, just looking at me and then said "okay, but we can't do anything" of course not" I responded in mock innocence. Quietly, I stood up and climbed into the camp bed. She rolled over and I effectively slid in behind her. I initially tried not to lay right next to her and find some stumbling, and ultimately pointless, piece of conversation, to 'distract' us both from what was actually.