My feed sessions would normally take place when Raj, my husband, had left for work. Nights were different when I had started to take Raj’s help with...feeds. His helping hand wouldn’t stop there and most of the times we would end up feeding my poor husband more than the poor baby. At one time things went so out of control that I had to lie by my side to attend to the baby while Raj finished his job on me down there. Later he soaked my breast with his milk and then sucked off his as well as mine.. Then I left her near the office in scooter.I masturbated the next day thinkimg of the happenings in the inter course March 1995 she was at bus stand alone in the evening and she wanted a lift to her residence.I took her in scooter behind me and she was rubbing her right bosomon my left shoulder I became horny and grabbed her right boob with the left hand and later I caressed her right thigh near her knee.I left her and went and opened my inner wear to see that the pre seminal thick fluid oozing. I lay on my side, with my butt almost touching the wall and tried to be as far away from Mom as possible. I didn't want to touch her at all.So as Mom tried to get comfortable, I whispered: “I'm sorry.”“Don't worry about it.”About three minutes later I noticed that Mom was already asleep. She was lying on her back next to me and I was lying on my side, facing her. My stomach felt a lot better and I didn't feel nauseous anymore, but now I felt weird about sharing a bed with my mother. My heart. What are you depressed about?" "I'm not depressed," Jake informed her. "Men!" Kim complained. "You have so little emotional intelligence that you don't even know your own emotions. It's because the patriarchal system brainwashed you to be that way. My Women's Studies professor explained that to me." "What class does he teach?" Jake inquired. Kim emphasized the subject of her response, "She teaches Women's Studies 101, you sexist pig. Not everyone is a man, you know. Jesus Christ! Who ever heard.