Groggy, I open my eyes.Rubbing them, it takes me a few seconds to focus on the red LED display of the bedside clock. It reads 3:15. 3:15 AM. I turn m... head and find my husband standing there, holding our daughter."Honey, our girl needs you. She was stirring and I think she's hungry. I've already changed her."My brief flirtation with passive anger passes. I want to lash out, but I quickly realize that this is the new normal. I'm blessed to have such a wonderful husband and father. I could have. She continued to squirm in the woman’s grasp as if she was trying to make her stop. ‘Mrs Whitman, I’m begging you. Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you want me to do,’ Angel whimpered. ‘Yes. You will do as I command,’ the woman replied as she pulled away from Angel’s swollen and sensitive breasts. The woman reached up with one hand and began to massage her drool over Angel’s bare chest and midriff. Angel continued to wriggle under the woman’s hand as it passed over her breasts and down to. 1st day I wore a very low neck nightie to see how he reacts. He just couldn’t take the eyes off my breasts. But he had to as he was not sure how I would react. 2nd day I wore the same nightie but let the card slip and picked it up in such a way that he has the full view of my breasts. 3rd to 5th day these 3 days I wore nighties with very low neck only but the length of the nightie kept getting shorter to expose my legs. On the 5th day my nightie was so short that if Id bent I would expose my. By the time Louise and Harry got back from their little rendezvous in the woods, the rest of us had got a campfire going (albeit a very small one) and were boiling some ready-made noodles wed had the foresight to bring along. Ruth and Jane scoffed as Louise and Harry rejoined the group looking pleased with themselves but we ignored them and grinned conspiratorially at Louise while the lads thumped Harry on the back with admiration. The night continued much the same way and we all sat around.