"I, uh...oh never mind." Dr. Patel and Fi laughed.Then she moved over what appeared to be a sonogram machine. Irecognised it from when I had torn my...meniscus. "OK, so now we aregoing to check for the baby's heartbeat." She squirted some goo ontomy stomach and I flinched. "Sorry about that," she said. "If womendesigned it, it'd be warmer. Here we go," she said.I heard a thumping noise. "What's that?" I said.Dr. Patel smiled. "That is your baby's heartbeat."It was suddenly very real. . A middle aged woman walks up to him, "Are you OK Jennifer? You lookpale." I don't feel so good. Where are the toilets?" Where they have always been, out back in the loading bays." Bill runs out to the back. With each step, he could feel the breastsjiggle. Slamming the door after he got in, Bill could not believe whathe saw. Reflecting back was an image of a young woman, about 20 yearsold. She is a brunette with her long hair tied into a ponytail, 5'5",wearing a blue t-shirt uniform, tight. We got along great. The only thing we ever argued about was her weight. She would go on diet after diet after diet. She would lose weight then gain it back. It was a vicious cycle. I pretty much just stayed the same overweight and balding.Over the years we had four kids. They were smart and luckily didn't carry my ugly genes, haha. They were attractive like their mother. They watched their weight. Our two sons played sports which helped them with any weight problem. They were short and stocky. She notes some white translucent drops seeping from the hole in the tip and then sees her mothers large clitoris protrude from its hood. Ahh! The mans body groans as the young woman finally slides the head into the soaking wet orifice. He begins to start his thrusting movement. Christine looks at his strained face and observes the thrusting. The alarmed young bride inquires, Mother, is the Lord all right? He looks in pain! The thrusting speed increases. Mom struggles to say, B-B-Baby, he is.