“Yes,” she said, “Can we meet?”“Of course. I’ve been waiting for your call. When and where?”She gave the address and name of the hotel b...t told him she would meet him in the food hall in the mall. He said he was only half an hour away.After putting the phone down she then realized she hadn’t checked if there was a food hall and it would be just her luck if this was the only one in the USA that didn’t have one.She rang the reception and inquired how to find the Food Hall and then asked on what. The births were spread out over several weeks. Some early, some close tothe predicted date, some late. There were plenty of people to help, andthey were smart, too. They built special birthing chairs and tables,worked out what nerves they could safely anesthetize, and how to make eachwoman as comfortable as possible. Not a single mother was lost, althoughthere were three stillborn babies, including Doc's own child. Two of thebirths were twins, so she had her thousand count, but she herself. I raise my cupped hand to my nose, it’s like thrusting my face into her crotch. The smell from her knickers is so intense. She’s clearly soaking wet. The knickers certainly were.I put them down to finish my food. The waitress comes over, clears the table. Takes the knickers! Shit! they were expensive!! Waitress returns carrying dessert menus, blushing to the root of her hair. She can’t be much more than eighteen, stammering, not meeting my eye, looking at my woman like she’s hoping she’ll save. Since we were having such an honest conversation I told her that the way she allowed herself to used that night really turned me on. I admitted that it was one of my secret fetishes and that before we were married I used to watch pissing porn, particularly lesbian pissing porn and that seeing her take piss like she did caused me to fantasize her with another woman drinking each others piss and her drinking her own which caught her a little off guard but she smiled and licked her lips.