‘Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Sex video . . . . . . . . . …’
Then she got quiet. Another 5 minutes of full speed fucking. ‘We can go to a motel and complete the process there so we need to book time in our calenders to do this.’ she forced, like a business agreement. Did she come to me to break the news? ‘If you can’t go to a sperm bank, can’t you ask a good friend for this?’
‘I thought about this for 4 years now,’ she said. create a . . . . . . . . …’, she said, trying to make it sound as unsexual and as mechanical as possible. ‘Kenny, Mark and I have been trying for 20 years, and have gone to many Gynae’s to figure out a way to have a child. If not, I would like to make another appointment with you next week.’
I nodded. Forward and back. But still nothing.
