In the past a combination of apprehension, thrift, and husbandly loyalty had always enabled me to resist them, but today I was in earnest. Maybe Conni... was still on my mind for it was a black girl that caught my eye. Her card proclaimed ‘genuine photo’, an oft-made claim I had always been a bit cynical about. The card, unlike some of the others, showed the girl’s face clearly, with its delightfully cheeky come-to-bed grin. She looked in her mid-twenties and, without being fat, had plenty of. " I patted myself on the back for thatone, good lawyer. Just enough truth, blatant lie, and then shut down theargument. Who was she to think she could out talk an accomplished triallawyer like me, in the first place? I'd gotten some pretty rottenbastards off, and on top of that had lived with a woman for two yearswithout her ever finding out the little secret in the back of thecloset. Feeling pretty smug with myself I tented my fingers in front ofmy face and looked inquiringly at her, my head. Gratefully absent." Oh. She's not pregnant?" I asked just as alarmed at this prospect as at the prospect of her being ill."No. I don't think so. She said she hadn't had any since she was taken prisoner by that man." Perette," I said, a little absentmindedly. "We have to get her to a doctor... you know, a gynecologist." Mmm, I thought so too. Can you take us to my place?" Sure. When do you want to go?" Oh, I think it's better to get it out of the way as soon as possible. I thought that I might. ‘I don’t think I could ever appreciate a woman now after having you Kit,’ I said in gasps as I bent over his back. ‘A woman can’t do this, that’s for sure,’ he said in the same way, taking in great gulps of air. I pulled out of him and he gave out a little cry at the sudden vacancy of his backside, and I struggled off the bed and with wobbly legs, went to the wash basin and used some tissues to pull off the condom and drop it into the bin that he had used for his. ‘Come here lover,’ he said.