Then one day when i was breastfeeding my baby in the couch i saw him peeping from his room. I saw that and called him here and told him that i know he...was peeping me and not to run away. Then he came towards me shying. I told him not be afraid and that I am his mom now and was feeding his little brother. so I made him sit beside me. He then started to stare at my breast. i was a bit harassed and gave him a smile with my baby suckling on me. I ignored him and started to watch TV but he was. Phil was just sitting there smiling quietly to himself, looking across at me every so often and flashing me his most charming grin. I was grinning back too. "I can't wait to get you home" he said. "I can't wait for you to get me home either" I replied. "No" he said "I really can't wait to get you home". That's when I noticed we'd taken a detour from our usual route and we were now driving through quiet lanes with no street lights anywhere. This was not unusual; it wouldn't be the first time. She never liked tattoos, and she’d made that clear to me and to others, more than once. I guess I inherited her bias which meant that I was resistant to the idea of getting one.I learned about the others getting tattoos when I bedded Ohba one night. When she came to me I found her sporting two of them. She had a fish tattooed onto her upper left arm, near the shoulder, and she had a bear’s head on the opposite arm, in the same spot there. She was very proud of them. She told me that the fish. ” She said. “You’re lucky; we have no idea what we will be doing next week or what will happen to us.” “You are not on the operating list, if that helps. Oh, that reminds me, we have something for Mitsumi.” Fatima reached into her nurse’s bag and produced a little jar with something floating in a clear liquid. “What’s that?” “It’s your inner labia sections.” “Well, I don’t want them; I can’t stick them back on.” “No, Mitsumi asked for them, so we’ll just leave them on the side for her.”Mary.