Your hands shake, you feel the heat start between your legs and course through your body. Eyes close for a moment as your fingers burn with desire and...your skin crawls with anticipation. “It’s now or never Abby” you say to yourself. Your heart is pounding; you feel each beat in your chest as an echo. You’re a little surprised at yourself for even thinking of this, you have never dared. You feel a nervous excitement shooting through your body, giddy and lightheaded. A quick glance in the mirror. Just then Sarah came in. She was 12 years old, 5'2", 125 lbs. withbrown hair and blue eyes. Basically, she looked like Jess at 12."Hey, Sarah," I said, "How are you?"She came over and gave me a hug. "Hey, Aunt Jessica," she said,timidly. "You look great." I knew she meant it but she said it in asort of rueful tone."So do you. How's school?"She looked over at her parents. "It's...fine." I made a note to try andtalk to her. To be honest, I didn't know what to say. I didn't get 12-year. I stood there, dumbstruck as I was until I realised I should do something but this being my first time i didnt know what so I must have looked confused. " come lie on top of me" she said so I did as I was told , I lay down on top of her and she reached up slightly and kissed me, her hands ran down my body and stole inbetween us , she grabbed my cock and raised her hips, I could feel her pubic hairs brushing the wet tip, she whispered in my ear "push forward" so I did and bumped her pubic bone,. I needed to face the little parasite growing inside of me. I needed to be able to look at it and know with certainty that I did not want it.I didn’t really have a stance in the pro-choice/pro-life debate. I’d never thought I’d be put in a position like this, where it would actually be relevant to me. Now, I was realizing how important it was. I respected those that wanted to keep their pregnancies, and I completely understood those that wanted to terminate theirs. I sympathized with all women.