I think his worse habit was having me dressed up like a slut for him and parade around the house like a wanton whore. Oh my gosh, I can feel him mov...ng again. Oh, he’s really learning how to kick and he hasn’t even been born yet. You guessed it! I’m nine months pregnant and typing this story about this unusual open relationship I have with my husband. I might also mention the babies father, Lee. That’s right, you read what I just wrote. I know what your thinking right now. Your probably. At the time I was totally against the idea, since I have always believed that the only person who should see me nude and touch me sexually is my husband. I’m even uncomfortable at the gym, when I’m naked in the showers and locker room with other women. Nick has always been a loving husband and very faithful to me. I recently found out that he is getting me a very expensive diamond ring for our anniversary. Perhaps I can at least try to do this for him and this can be the catalyst that puts the. She peered out the window with uncertainty. There was a gambling house directly across the street, she hoped it wouldn’t be too noisy at night. She walked over to the bed and sat upon it with a sigh. A whole month, she thought. And what if Henry wasn’t back by then? Then what would she do? She shook her head, I won’t think like that. I will stay positive that he will be back and even if he isn’t, well, I’ll worry about it then, she thought resolutely. Several days later, she clung to Nicholas’. We all help get dinner ready, then we eat, and we even wash the dishes afterwards. Once things are taken care of in the kitchen we go to the laundry room and get completely undressed. Mom insists that we remove every article of clothing and put them in the washing machine. Then and only then could we go around the house together all naked and make sure that the front and back doors were locked and that all of the windows had their drapes closed. Of course mom had them all of the drapes wide.