I realised I was gonna have to start covering myself up a little more unless I wanted Brian to notice what was happening to me. I guessed I should als...o work out a way to get to a doctor pretty soon. Idly I wondered why I wasn’t really upset about all of this.I got out some surgical bandage from the bathroom cupboard and wound it around my chest in an attempt to flatten out my - well, my breasts, that was what they were now, there was no question about that. When I was reasonably satisfied I. Seems I'd been mistaken. Fuck it.I'd been drinking fairly solidly for almost eight hours. Dutch courage is a wonderful thing, sometimes.I turned to Supergirl and said, "I hope you won't be offended, but when I said I liked your undewear earlier, what I really wanted to say was, "I like what's in your underwear". She looked at me all askanse - you know the "oh, really??" look - and said, "yeah, right, of course you did".I said to her, "Yes, really I did. For fuck's' sake, you're a gorgeous,. Our sex life had taken a turn for the worse. Now, I had to beg for sex and then, if I got any it was grudgingly given. It all came to a head one Friday night. I had waited up for Sarah to come home from her "recruiting" trip to the bars with the Lay ministers and the good Reverend. It had been two weeks since we had made love and I fully intended to get some this night.Sarah came into the bedroom and I heard her getting the gown she had started wearing after she began attending the Bible Study. Today she had a ponytail, was wearing a white shirt without sleeves and light blue jeans, in which her ass looked amazing in.We always chat when we see each other, so today was no different. We talked about the weather and she told me that her husband Rick and the kids were away for the weekend, to Rick's mother. I started to help her take the groceries inside and when we were finished taking it inside she asked if I wanted to drink a beer, which I accepted. We were sitting on the couch, she.