”“I sometimes feel that way, dad,” John replied, “But at least in my case she’s done that to herself.”“Don’t be so harsh on her, John,...�� I said, “She finds your life hard to understand.”“She hates Kimmy,” John argued, “How can anyone of right mind hate Kimmy? She’s the kindest, sweetest, hardest working, most loving, person I’ve ever met.”“Well of course you feel that way,” I pointed out, “You married her, after all. Your mother can’t see her for who she is.”“Enough that she refuses to ever see. "Ah ..." I sighed as he began to pour the medicine on my pop. The process lasted a lot as it pressed the plunger too late to not hurt more, but in the end I complained that it hurts me a lot and then he said wherever it is over and that the medicine is what hurts me rather than the big needle.Finally, when I pulled it out of me, I was relieved, while he had begun to rub me again with the cotton for disinfection from the jab. I was very irritated and I was willing to take it if I were given the. I take off all my clothes and leaving them in a pile in the corner shower myself. Once dry ,I try on the chambermaids uniform discovering that I will need help to lace the corset in the morning and then try to sl**p with my bottom burning, my clit throbbing and my tummy rumbling. Arising early and feeling very hungry I check myself for body or facial hair. Finding none I shower and prepare my make up. The pain in my bottom and clit has fortunately subsided so that I can sit at my dressing table. ‘Baby, can I talk to you before you go to bed?’ I called him to the couch. As he was sitting down, I noticed him looked at my cleavage, I purposefully left open for him to see.‘What is it mom?’ He barely made eye contact with me. He couldn’t take his eyes off from my cleavage. I felt good about the decision I took to leave my cleavage open.‘Honey there is no easy way for me to say this. This may sound weird to you. But bear with me till I finish ok?’ As I was saying I could see my son’s facial.