I thought to myself, what a trouper, as I hurried over to hold her and tell her how beautiful our b**y was. The nurses didn't allow me to stay more th...an a couple of minutes as they wanted to bring the b**y to Jan for her to hold and bond with. Jan remained in recovery for about two hours as best I recall. I do remember that during that entire time, Dr. John came to check on her just once, not that I wanted him around. As far as I was concerned, our relationship with him was just about over. Jan. After couple of minutes she told “every thing is over now. I was to commit a sin and god has given me punishment. Now even my son will see me as a slut. I will ruin my reputation in the eye of people. I should have thought before I did. But believe me this is the first time I am doing this. So far I have not slept with any one else except your uncle. Oh god ! in what situation I am….” She was crying deeply.I put my had over her head and just could say. Aunty, I am equally guilty as you are and. By the latter half of the 1970s, the sexual revolution of the sixties was over. Sex had won. Now everyone was "doing it". An eighteen-year-old virgin was a source of ridicule. Couples like us who missed the free love boat were urged to get aboard.By 1975 middle America Tupperware parties became "Fuckerwear Parties" with a middle class married woman host selling lingerie, lovemaking oils, and sex toys. Pornography was on the big screen with, Deep Throat and Behind the Green Door. Woman’s. "I looked up at the woman and she gestured for me to continue. "Thatprobably means that I spend most of my days down on my knees andperforming for cameras like a cheap whore. Hopefully, I will impressenough people that they will tip me. All of the money will be used for myfeminization," I explained."That means breast implants. My fans will decide what size. It meansfacial surgery to make me look like a woman, and maybe even ass implantsand having some ribs removed so I can get a perfect hour.