K - Ginger pull up a stool cuz ole Uncle AndrewP is gonna tell you yet another story. Try to stay awake this time
Back when you were a teenager, my wife decided to get breast reduction surgery. As a nurse you undoubtedly know what's involved there. Now, let's just say that my children never had to be worried about being underfed when they were being nursed. She once told me that a drunk friend once referred to them as a "bodacious set of ta-tas". All natural too.
She also had back pain, and grooves in her shoulders from the bra straps. So - she decided to get probably 2/3 of them taken off. She would still have a pretty impressive set - much more than the average - but she could actually start buying bras off the rack.
Post surgery they released her as quick as possible - yeah socialized medicine! We stayed over in a hotel and there were some minor complications so we went back to the hospital. She told me - and she was - terrified that if I saw her breasts in the state that they were - which wasn't appealing - that I wouldn't be attracted to her again. I assured her that wouldn't be the case.
After everything healed I was able to demonstrate that in a practical sense - not that she was ever much interested in the horizontal mambo - but that's a different story. I used to jokingly refer to them as "Frankenboobs" - the stitches and seams were visible for a very long time - certainly nothing like what you will have.
So - don't worry about it. If M loves you - he loves more than your single deflated boob.
Because I'm feeling generous you get a second story.
When my daughter was born - the nurse - probably feeling sadistic - suggested that they were short on staff and that I should help by holding one of my wife's legs. Being me, I agreed and saw my daughter's entrance in to the world very very graphically - and the image of my beloved's "woo hoo" was certainly coloured by that experience for a while. But - probably before she gave up doing keegle exercises, I was fascinated by it again.
Oh - and when my son was born and the nurses tried the same stunt I pointed out that MY job was to sit there, pat my wife's hand and remind her to breathe and they could darned well just go find someone qualified to hold a leg
Hope I made you smile.
On BD H52, W50 T27, M26 S21, D23 BD-9-Mar-16 D-15-Jan-18 Final-19-Apr-18 I am a storyteller. The story may do you no good. But a story is never for the listener. It is always for the one who tells
