If He Pays for the Breast Implants, Does He Get Visiting Rights When You Split Up?
BlueEyes1962 27 Dec 2007 | : He/She Said That?, Tangled Webs, The Ex
The day I was out buying new underwear and discovered that NYIF had been telling his other match dates to get breast enlargements, it was a Monday. Which meant that while I was shopping, Peggy was cleaning up after me and the kids.
When Gary still lived with us, we paid our teenagers to clean – which meant the house was usually filthy and the kids never had any money. But as soon as he moved out, I hired a cleaning lady. I really like Peggy – she is an astute business woman and has raised 3 girls on the proceeds of her business, and is now putting all 3 through college. I work out of my home, so often we’ll have a coffee together when one of us needs a break, and we’ve become good friends.
When I came home with my shopping bags, I had to show Peggy what I bought, and also how I found out from Gail Gross, the owner of the Pussycat in Squirrel Hill, that a local match “gentleman” had told other women besides me to get cosmetic surgery. Peggy asked if the guy’s real name was “Mike.” It wasn’t, but she told me her story.
Turns out Peggy had a similar experience after only a month of dating Mike. He started pressuring her, and offered to pay for half the cost of implants, and she liked him and wanted to please him so she went ahead with it. They moved in together for a few years, but it didn’t work out; he was very controlling and she couldn’t do enough to keep him happy.
Peggy is a very pretty lady in her early 40′s and has a beautiful figure, and she didn’t regret her decision to have the work done. She started telling me all the benefits, and encouraged me to do it while I was still separated and the money was coming out of joint funds. I was skeptical – didn’t fake boobs feel funny? She said she couldn’t sleep on her stomach anymore, and it hurt in the beginning but it felt just fine now. But I persisted, I meant didn’t they feel funny to your partner? She said no and took of her shirt so I could feel for myself.
I tried a little squeeze. It felt a bit like a water balloon. But I really had nothing to compare it to, having limited experience with other women’s breasts.
Peggy said she hadn’t had any complaints. But she was still a little ticked off with Mike. When they split up and divided their joint assets, he had deducted the entire cost of her operation from what he owed her. I thought that was rude – he had agreed to pay half.
But Peggy is a practical woman, and she said it didn’t really bother her, “Frankly, I didn’t want him still owning one of my breasts anyway. And I certainly didn’t want him coming back, demanding the right to see it. At least now I know they are all mine.”