She struggled to no avail; now he was so much stronger than her! Besides, she was so frightened and lonely. Her new body betrayed her, and she started...kissing him back. Before she knew it, they were in the sack. Then the pig came before she was ready, and then fell asleep. Just like a man!Come the next morning, which was Saturday, they had better sex and she made him breakfast. She tried unsuccessfully not to cry. 'It was supposed to be my wedding day!' she thought, but her body and life had. Then the doctor said “no sex for at least eight weeks” and I thought I would cry. We stayed with my in-laws for eight weeks, while Susan recovered from her surgery. It was in the third week that things finally began to get interesting. At that point I had been without sex or masturbation for 82 days. When her parents left us at home with the baby, Susan took to walking around in nothing but her panties because she was breast feeding. Four times I tried in vain to get her to let me sample. “Here hon. How’s the tooth? Want something for breakfast?”“It hurts, and no, I can’t eat anything right now.”“OK, we’ll leave in 10 minutes. Dr. Jordan’s office is 30 miles away.” Grace headed back to the master bedroom to dress. She returned 5 minutes later in a white blouse and brown skirt that hit her 3” above the knee.“You look nice, mom”“Thanks hon, let’s go”.They crawled into the Volvo wagon, backed out of the garage and headed towards 95. Grace looked over at her youngest daughter and. I sipped my coffee for about ten minutes, then headed back up to Marty’s room.“Steve, I’m sorry! I had no idea!” Tracey said when I walked into the room.“Tracey, there’s no need to apologize. You know how I am with friends, and I consider you a friend.”“But we’ve hardly talked over the past seven or eight years.”“I’m not sure that matters much, in the scheme of things. I’m happy to do what Marty asked.”“Trace, please don’t fight me on this,” Marty pleaded.She looked at him, then at me, then.