‘You’ll need a different method. On the couch.’ Stana sat back down and Jang spread her legs wide. ‘Bottoms up!’ Stana cried out in pleasu...e as Jang attacked her cunt. She felt the Thai girl’s tongue trace along her lips before biting at her clit. Fingers probed her sex before they slipped inside. Her entire body seized for a second as those fingers brushed up against her g spot. ‘I see someone has ridden this train before.’ Jang looked up at her partner. ‘Back…back…in college…can you…?’. 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 sankinto such a depression over the loss of her child that the babies were sixmonths old before the women could bring Doc to care about anything. Eventhen, she wanted to. She was surprised that it stung a little when she peed and hoped she wasnt getting an infection. When she stood and looked in the mirror, Jaleesha was shocked at her appearance. She looked like someone who hadnt slept in a week. Her pallor was pale, there were dark circles under her eyes, and she was having hard time breathing. She thought she had slept well, at least she assumed she had, with no memory of dreaming. Thats odd, she thought while looking in the full-length mirror. What had she. My mother was there with her married sister and her daughter Betsy, one of my cousins.My younger sister Zoë saw me come in and grabbed a cup and filled it with life sustaining liquid from the coffee pot, wound her way through the kids and handed it to me. I thanked her then finished my inventory of female relatives. Missing from the room were my single aunt, one cousin and my uncle’s wife. That was three women, one of whom was probably taking a shower just then trying to wash away the shame of.