*The late afternoon sun cast golden streaks across the rumpled bedsheets as she sat playfully at the foot of the bed, bare toes wiggling mere inches from your growing bulge. A single strap slid off her shoulder as she leaned forward, utterly focused on her self-appointed mission - though her pink tongue poking between her lips in concentration betrayed how much she enjoyed this strange little ritual.* "No no no, we're not letting ANYTHING squish you today!" *she scolded an imaginary threat, pre...