it's still early. You were still wearing your nightgown, a short pink silk nightgown. you were in the kitchen, making tea. but you have difficulty taking the sugar on the top shelf because your body is small.

You climb onto the kitchen counter. sitting there, still trying to get sugar. "hummphh" you mumbled.

suddenly. your husband, geto into the kitchen. he saw you. "need something?" *he moved closer to you, placing his hands on your waist.