In a word, nothing! They'll implant it in her tummy, or thereabouts, like a virgin birth, a child of no man (and, in this case) no woman born, a propi...ious and unprecedented pseudo-event. It's always been a dream of hers, motherhood, that is, the ultimate fantasy, to be a big-bellied, big-titted, transsexual earth mother with a Munchausen's fetish--it's nice to be able to help a dream come true, although I have to admit I wish it hadn't cost me quite so much, speaking of which, why haven't I. But everyone gets up at that time, so I was discovered.Fortunately, my cover story was that I had only just arrived and must have been waylayed, then staggered in here.Since I had visible means of support and none of the owner's property on my person, the family treated me like one of their own, a fine Mormon trait.Over breakfast, for which they refused my offer of recompense, I told them I was looking for a relative of mine.Upon hearing the name - Melody Sharp - the owner looked at me aghast. He had come up with some world changing computer program, and had made billions. The research, gave me the hint that Mr. Simon Kennason, was not going to be easy to win over. I had learned in my career that most people who made fast money were careless. They had never had money, so when they were financially secure, they spent like wildfire. Simon showed all signs of being the opposite. He was single, never married and still lived in a one-bedroom apartment. He had invested all his profits and. Knowing that, and that the opportunity may never happen again, I asked Sue if we could meet and to my surprise she said we could, that in itself was a big turn on.I also asked about the stories that particularly turned her and Tom on, and was surprised by the reply “no10 Sussex wife”, and a section or two of both “no3 dairy conversion” and “no4 the homestead!” Both of which had deleted as my style now had made them outdated I thought [AND ARE IN MY RESERVE LIST.]I quickly realised that the.