Brian did the introducing of Gary and Tim to each partner and owner which took up a few more minutes.Stacy came in with a folder and a box and sat dow... beside Tim as per the plan. She kept the box but put the folder in front of him. The rest of the men sat down again and got settled. Robin came in with the coffee cart and muffin tray and then brought Brian his requisite diet coke and glass of ice.Everyone was served and had their coffee properly sweetened by five after nine except for. Her husband wouldn't know—he would assume she would be inseminated by artificial means, and she didn't see why she should tell him. And they could afford it too—no problem with that. The main thing, though, was that she wanted to make sure that the inseminator would sign over an agreement, that he would relinquish all rights to the child, and would not be considered a parent. The looks of the inseminator, his physical makeup? Well, she would prefer that he be halfway attractive anyway and not. They were gone! No bike, worse my clothes were not to be found. What was I going to do, I can't walk down the street, somebody might see me, and I had to be home before dark so waiting wasn't even a option. Looking up the road I seen a field, cutting through the woods I made it. Looking up and down the road not a car in sight. I took a deep breath and convinced myself this is what I have to do. I ran across the street and climbed through the wire fence. Running through the field I made it to. I thought so. Mom's are like that." She was still smiling and she looked like she was actually having fun making me squirm."That smile looks good on you," I offered as I began to feel a tiny bit more confident."I'm not always in work-mode, you know," she shot back."Is it just work-mode that makes you so serious?" I said with genuine curiosity.That seemed to stop her for a moment and she had a thoughtful look on her face."Is that what you see ... that I'm always serious?" Well ... I do remember.