I was alittle bit scared at first And was thinkingabout not wanting to be used to breed. I told my dad and Jim what I wasFeeling and theytold me just ...o think about all the couples that I would be helping. I feltbetter after our talk and I was no longer scared to be a Breedingslave. Thenext day Jim told me about the treatments I would have to under go to be ableto be used to breed one part of my treatment I would be given special drugs toget my body used to the changes that being pregnant would. I was still nervous, but the excitement kept pushing me on and on.Though it may sound bad of me to say this, Roberto was not what I would have called a 'good looking' sort of guy; but, in spite of that (or maybe even because of it), I didn't really care about his looks; or not that much at any rate! He and I were there for one thing, and one thing only: sex! Period. Nothing more, and nothing less.At first we sat in his living room chatting some more (mainly just small talk), but then he asked. Jill came on the line and asked him if he was OK. She told him that Donna's intended was nice, but she said that she doubted that the two of them could make a go of it.Donna called him exactly a week before she was supposed to be married and told him that right shewas going to give him his last chance ever to tell her that he wanted her to be with him. She swore that she would get married if she thought that the two of them wouldn't be getting back together. Jim told her that he wished her. It wasn't long after that, that Jared came back upstairs carrying two hot steaming mugs of the fresh smelling brew. It needed to cool down some of course before I actually spilled any, and I needed to drink most of it before I did. But that would also give us a chance to chat about what had happened the day before, or so I hoped. Pleased when Jared was actually the one raising the subject.I was glad he had taken a seat sitting in front of me, just where I wanted him to be when I had my.