I used to be an escort from 18 until I was 23. I'm not proud of it, but I also don't give a fuck, because I did what I had to do to keep studying and a roof over my head. That's how I met my now-fiance, though he was never my client. We began to date when I was 25, and three or four months after that, my brother-in-law exposed me, and thus we had to come clean in front of his whole family. Yes, I did that. Yes, he knows. Yes, he doesn't care. It was two years ago at that time, we got over it. After that, there was a span of three to four months in where my mother-in-law and some of my fiance's aunts and cousins policed their husband when I was around. It was really weird, to be honest, because these dudes were like 40 to 60 year old, and I wasn't that desperate. So my fiance shut their bullshit hard, and even when his family still gives me this side eye from time to time, we thought it was behind us. He proposed last year, and five months ago we found out that I was pregnant. We were really happy about it, and we told his family as soon as we knew. His sister and younger brother were happy for us, but his mom took me aside and begged me to be honest with her, and asked if this was really my fiance's child. I was taken aback, but I just rolled my eyes and said yes. She gave me some shitty speech about how she only wanted to make sure, and that she was happy to be a grandmother. Well, last weekend we were at his parents, when his family and some of his friends and us were talking about the name, how he might look, and my father-in-law said that he and his grandchildren have a birthmark in the inner thigh, and that even his grandchildren has them, so our baby might too. And then he said, but how can we know who he got it from? It may as well be from me, my boy, or my brothers. And he and his brothers began to laugh. My fiance got mad, and before he could say anything, I said, I don't get it. And my father-in-law was like, yeah, because it runs in the family. And I said again, I don't get it. Why would he get it from you? And he began to get nervous, and said, because you know, it's just a joke. And I said, but I don't get it. And you all laugh. Explain. It got to the point that some of his friends said, hey, it's not funny. So he excused himself and left. Later, my fiance's brother-in-law came to me and said I was wrong, embarrassing him like that in his own house, and that I knew what the joke was about, and because of my past, I shouldn't be surprised. Now they're all demanding that I apologize to my father-in-law.