I felt I was being blamed for the breakdown in the relationship; I wasto blame for putting our baby and daughters first; I was to blame fornot looking...like a cover girl in the months that followed the birth, Iwas to blame for feeling exhausted and sleepy when he returned home whenI should have been the fashion model and entertaining wife who suppliedsex on demand.My self esteem hit rock bottom, I had to escape from him I needed timealone, time to think by myself. I asked him to book me a. She says I don't try hard enough to make time for her. She says that I concern myself too much with money, and the things I think we "need". But I'm just trying to provide. I heard her talking in her sleep lastnight, while I layed next to her. Restless in bed. Daily routines running through my head. She feels I'm being distant. She thinks I don't want her, and that she has had enough of being second best. But that's not true. I love her so much, and my greatest pleasure, is her pleasure. I want. I suspected that she had perhaps prepared for the show. There was no other logical argument for a woman to keep her pussy so well shaved.When she realized that she had dropped her towel, she froze. Her entire womanhood was exposed. Her parents took great care to ensure that none of her limbs are visible to an outsider. Even her hair was supposed to be kept covered. Amongst majority of their people, women even kept their faces shielded. Here she was completely naked standing in front of an. She has let me take some personal pictures before and made me swear to erase them immediately. Well, I didn’t erase them of course. Even worse I posted them on a website with other people similar to me (us), with similar ages, body types, and interests. Those pictures have been up for well over a year and I remember how scared I felt when I uploaded them. Then after a while, some comments came in on her pictures and they were all reasonably favorable. After a while, that fear I felt subsided.