The thing was Alice had been quite agreeable, but I just couldn’t go all the way. Mostly because of my nerves, but that wasn’t the only reason.“...he just wasn’t the one, mom,” I had said. Mom had hugged me then, and she had felt warm and comfortable. What I hadn’t said then, but had already subconsciously been thinking was: “Why can’t you be the one, mom, even if just for one night?”Eventually I had said it out loud. Nothing had happened until months later, but we had talked about it quite a few. It was then, while she was remembering the warm ball she had felt so often in her belly, as he spurted in her, that she remembered she was a woman, and he was a man, and that one purpose of this activity was to create new life.Her eyes opened wider in shock. How could she have possibly forgotten that? Her memory kicked into another mode. When was her last period? She hadn’t paid much attention to them ... not for years. They were just an annoyance that came along every so often.When was it? She. Mike read her name tag: 'Rita'. His gaze landed on her face, to see if reality matched fantasy. The almond eyes looked at him from the curled frame of her hair. They were dark, almost black, encircled by blacker eyelashes. They did not yet give away her thoughts. Her cheekbones rode high, with olive skin stretched tightly over them. She used make-up sparingly, except for her lips, which she painted crimson. Her final feature, the long, narrow nose, bent slightly near the bridge; it ensured that. " This isn't one of those weird sex things, is it?"The man threw his hands in the air. "Good god, no! Damn, man, what putthat notion in your mind? Geez!" I don't understand it," Andy said."Good, then that makes two of us. I shouldn't have mentioned it." Hey, give me a second," Andy said, unmindful that he was telling apersonnel director what to do."You don't need a second," the man said. "It's too odd, I know. Forget Imentioned it." Yeah it's odd," Andy said. "You're saying I'd still have to go.