I wish I could have been there with you.”“We do, too, Babe. But we want you to get healthy.”“I had a complete physical and saw an OB, too. The...y don’t normally have pregnant women here, but Doctor Barton convinced them to take me. Both the staff physician and the consulting OB say they think everything is OK, but obviously, we won’t know for sure for a while. I did gain a pound already.”“Just listen to your doctors,” I said. “All of them.”“I know,” she sighed. “We have a lot to talk about. And. That those milestones were taken from me, at some earlier date but against my will, is irrelevant.“Despite what happened to me, I’ve managed to live a largely trauma-free and extremely rewarding sexual life, and though I’m immensely grateful to a long procession of therapists and caring lovers for that, I mostly credit my own strength ... both during the abuse and in the long aftermath. But dominance and submission ... in fact, all my BDSM- or fetish- or kink-related interests ... have been a. It was the reason I so rarely visited home during my four years in college. If I could have gotten away with it I would have skipped holidays at home too, but my mother would have none of that. So that December I got into my car with a couple of suitcases and started the five hour drive home. I really wanted to drive straight through but around 3:30 I just couldn’t drive anymore. I was starving and there was no way I could wait the two more hours I had until I got home. The highway to. She was lying on her right side when I got into the bed next to her, she had now her bottom pressing against my erection.Slowly, I brought one of my hands around her waist just to see what would happen. She didn't move and her regular breathing confirmed that she was still in a deep sleep. Encourage by this, I began to move my hand higher and soon it was just below her large left breast, which I could now fell with my thumb. I got bolder, placing my hand right on the soft sphere of her left.