“If you terminate this pregnancy, you’ll be in breech of contract. XXX We had thought I was shooting blanks, but as it turned out, my target was what had gone wrong. I didn’t want to adopt. “Hello!” She said, her voice was like honey to match her eyes. A young woman walked into the room and I could do nothing but stare. I glided in and out of her with speed, sweat building up inside of me and before I knew it I felt my release as I came inside her. Plain and simple. This will be done with your semen.”
I looked over at her, my body somehow very aroused at the idea that Naomi was “fertile”. After a year of us “accepting it” we finally came to the conclusion that this wasn’t going to work out sans kids, and we started looking at other options.
