"Mom!" the former Catholic priest frantically intoned. "Did anyone think to call Mickey before we left?"Answering for the woman she now refereed to as...her Aunt Jean, Gabriella said, "Yes. I did." Good." Karen was relieved. "I know he wants to be there..."***Women have their whole life to come to terms with the ordeal involved in childbirth. Karen, owing to the fact that she had been a man until something a little under eight months prior, was nowhere near mentally prepared for what she was. She parted by taking Debbie's hand and my hand and putting them together so that I was holding Debbie's hand. It was so white, small and soft. Her fingernails were black gloss, like her eyes. I smiled at Debbie her hand in mine. Jessica holding both our hands. This is weird, I thought.Jessica looked up to the ceiling in such a determined way I thought something might be up there and so looked up myself. Our three hands still clasped together. Then Jessica started chanting in what sounded like. With my help, willing or not.The Yosei have been promised a sex education, by me. And Nana. She needs to share some of this load, too. What else.If you don’t pay attention to women, they’ll seek it elsewhere. There is quite a backlog of untended women to play catchup with. And there’s the big Dilemma.What do I decide about infecting the entire world with Sally’s nano chip infection?Cure drug addiction, no doubt. Cure all diseases, Gidget tells me. Cures death even. Seven going on eight billion. ’ Your quavering moan sends a molten bar of joy through me as the flat of my tongue moves fast and firm against your clit, two fingers moving in and out of you in rhythm with your motion. ‘Just like that…’ you whisper breathlessly, half sitting up, clutching me to you with your legs, trapping my head with your hands. I watch the flush reach your neck, your lips part, your eyes, locked with mine, start to roll back, and pull you into my mouth as I thrust my fingers deeply into you. Your back.