They did not allow me to feed my baby among the works.The baby cried all the time with hunger and they curse the baby with bad language. Each cry make...my breast to engorge as i am deeply bonded to the baby girl. During that time i felt intense pain in my breasts . One day mother in law caught me when I tried to empty my breast by applying pressure. She beat me with a broom stick and dragged me to the father in law.He asked her to empty my breast by milking with hand. By hearing this i was. Susan prompted."Yes, I did." And?"Jane thought back to that night. After sex the second time (twice!!), they were laying in bed together, just talking - something they used to do all the time, but which recently had gotten rarer and rarer."Ted?" She asked, her voice quavering a little."Yes?" I'll need your 'help' more often." Sure, whatever you'd like." I mean, I've been told ... ah ... I mean, I want your help," she emphasized the word, "no less than twice a day." Sure sweetie, anything you. Bafouille t-elle en devenant toute rouge. Je... ne vous ai pas vol?. Monsieur. - Ne mentez pas. Je sais tout. - Non... mais.. je... non... dit-elle en s'effondrant sur la chaise.Je la regarde durement. - Je... dit-elle en se mettant ? pleurer. - Pas la peine de pleurer pour m'attendrir, dis-je s?chement. C'est trop tard. - Je vous en supplie... Il disait que vous ne saurez rien... - Pourtant je sais.Je d?croche le t?l?phone. - Que... ? Que... Qui vous appelez ? - La police.Candy se l?ve. I slightly hated that 'in-between bit' of my transformation. My firstlove to appear fully feminine and although I wasn't necessarily unhappylooking male, looking half and half never seemed right and it somehowallowed me to have an 'opt out', which I didn't want.Removing my bra, knickers and 'fillers', I jumped into the shower andluxuriated for longer than perhaps I should have. Gently soothed my skinwith scented shower cr?me and it felt fantastic as I allowed the hotsteaming jets of water to.