It was excruciating.I called Wes.“Hey, babe,” he said, and I could hear the click clack of a computer keyboard. He was likely researching for surg...ry or doing reports.“It’s time, Wes.”There was a pause. “Now?”We were two weeks early, but Bean was ready. Another contraction, and I was left groaning and gasping.“Yes, now,” I said through gritted teeth.“Fuck, holy fuck,” he said, suddenly sounding frantic. “I’m gonna call you an ambulance. I’ll meet you at the hospital, okay?”“You’re already. At first it seemed like they were a very nice couple and that we would get along together and for a while we did. But then Gil borrowed my lawnmower and fucked it up. I just happened to be looking out the window when he ran it over a rock and bent the shaft. He brought it back to me and told me I shouldn't have loaned it to him when it wasn't working. I told him that it was working fine until he ran it over a rock, and that since he broke it, he could fix it. We had strong words and then parted. Feeling his hands on my skin, I quiver in excitement. He refrains from tugging at the clasp of my bra through my top and takes a moment to compose himself, still with his lips locked onto mine. He pulls away, looks me in the eye and slowly guides my top over my head throwing it onto the front dashboard of his car. Just then my phone begins to ring. I look at Charlie and pick up my phone to answer it; it's his girlfriend. "Hiya, are you with Charlie?" she says. "Yeah, 2 seconds." Charlie takes. I wasn't really sure who I was, and I was straight by default, imagining that a non-straight situation would never arise. It wasn't me, after all, the manly man.This other lady walked into the pool, I turned, distracted by the splashing. She immediately made me think, 'Wow... she's beautiful.' And when I say a woman is beautiful, I don't mean her body, I mean her energy, the look of self in her eyes. And her body was also beautiful, on that note. Although, her body was a bit different. She had.