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much he secretly hates children. While he claims he wants to get married and have kids, every time he is around one he calls them fucklets, little shits or spunk bubbles.” Sally burst out laughing and, after a minute, I couldn’t help but join in.
    “So I take it that’s a yes to him using a condom?” she asked.
    “Yes, but you and I both know it could have broken or had a hole in it or….” my voice trailed off as I stared out the window.
    “We also know how unlikely that is,” she stated.
    “I went and got tested after Jimmy cheated and again after Dillon. I’m clean. However, Pregnancy never even crossed my mind. Or, maybe it did but I pushed it away.” My eyes burned from all the crying. “How likely is it the only time I have unprotected sex, I get pregnant?”
    “Uhhhh…you really want me to answer?”
    “No.”
    “So when are you going to tell Dillon?”
    I stared at her for a long second before answering, “I’m not.”
    A deep frown appeared on her face. “Wrong answer.”
    “Sally, the guy disappeared in the middle of the night… after having sex with me…not one, but two times.” She opened her mouth, but I cut her off. “I wanted him. After what Jimmy had done to me, I needed to feel wanted, desired. Dillon more than delivered. But then he ran away and all I felt was…used. He must think I’m the biggest slut.” Sighing, I placed my hands protectively over my stomach. “I refuse to force any man to do something he doesn’t want to do. I just won’t. This baby will only know love. That’s a promise.”
    “Let it be said for the record, I think you are making a big mistake,” Sally stated. I opened my mouth to argue and she held up her hand to stop me. “Let me also say it is your decision to make, not mine. However, there is still the subject of Jimmy. You know he’s going to find out.” She let out a gasp of air. “Does Jimmy know about Dillon?”
    “No. Can you imagine?” I cringed at the thought. “Dillon was long gone by the time Jimmy returned from New York.”
    “What are you going to do when Jimmy claims the baby is his?”
    “First of all, I’m not a hundred percent sure the baby isn’t his. Second, Jimmy hates kids, so I’m pretty sure it won’t be an issue. Third, unless he forces my hand, I am never telling him about Dillon.”
    “Good, because if you do, he’s going to shit a very large brick.”
    “I know.”
    “Well, he certainly won’t be hearing it from me,” Sally said. “Now, first thing tomorrow morning you are calling the doctor. Correct?”
    “Yes.”
    *     *     *
    Two Months Later
    “It says here in the fifth month you may be feeling fetal movement,” Sally reported.
    “Nope, not yet. What else?”
    “Ummm, ew, gross.” I watched her turn up her cute little nose at the book and smiled.
    “So far, most of this has been gross,” I informed her. “Please continue.” We were sitting downstairs on the sofa eating popcorn. Sally was reading “What To Expect When You’re Expecting’s” fifth month synopsis to me.
    “Increasing whitish spunk coming out of your twat.” She made a gagging noise.
    I laughed and almost choked on my popcorn. “It does not say that. Let me see!” I tried to grab the book from her but she held it out of my reach.
    “Close enough. This and constipation, heartburn, indigestion, flatulence and bloating.” I bugged my eyes in shock and she laughed. “This book has officially cured me of ever wanting children.”
    “I thought my throwing up every day for the past four months did that?”
    Sally waved her hand in the air as she took a sip of her drink. “Oh, most definitely, but you add all this other stuff in, and I am locked up tighter than Fort fucking Knox down here.” She pointed to her crotch.
    I was about to ask about the stud eyeballing her at work the other night when the doorbell chimed. Brutus shot up from the floor at our feet and charged to the door, barking his head off.
    “I