I want the whole time alone with her so I can set the stage. Then tomorrow night back here, I'll give you my take on the outlook. Okay, my man? Are yo... with me? Can you do your job on this?" I can." Then you'll get exactly what you want out of it. Trust me."But that little voice Rupertt had mentioned still said otherwise. It was supposed to, apparently, which was a good thing any way you looked at it. Sam felt torn as he watched his wife dance with Rupertt, offering up encouragement when they. He was the breadwinner, and a wife was there to serve him and satisfy his every whim; that included submitting to his sexual needs and providing him with a son to carry on his name. This is what he expected of his first wife during their marriage. She had twice gotten pregnant, but had miscarried both times. She was deeply depressed after the second miscarriage and did not want to be touched again. This was something he would just not tolerate as he wanted that son, and expected her to do what. She was so round and - RIPE - it was getting me hot. She, Ailleen, noticed and took me aside. I had never kissed a pregnant woman before, and certainly not AS a woman. Our bare breasts rubbing together was new and exciting. I could feel myself getting wet as I rubbed her big belly and fondled her bloated tits. "oops. I'm leaking," she said as a drop of milk dribbled from her breast. " darn. I'm starting sooner with each kid." she said to herself. I took her swollen teat into my mouth. "Careful,. Mia closed her eyes and willed herself not to cry, but the tears gushed out of her eyes anyway. She wished she could stop bawling, but she couldn't."You are on a downward slope," Martin said thoughtfully, "and you are continuing to go downhill. I understand things have been difficult Mia, but that's no excuse for this sort of behavior. You need to pull it together."Mia continued to sniff and although she didn't want to, she kept looking at the belt in her grandpa's hand."Getting suspended from.