‘Jo,’ she said pensively, ‘you know I have the embryo implanted tomorrow fortnight?’ I nodded. ‘Well, the doctors in the clinic say that in ...he first month afterwards sex has to be very careful for obvious reasons and I think that when I’m pregnant Mike won’t want to do anything strange. You know, fours or threes, all that sort of thing. I won’t have my next period because of the hormone pills so we have a chance for the next week or so to experiment. Will Guy be ready for that, will you.’. He was a great fuck but they connected on many other levels and eventually married. She had never had a child even though being quite haphazard about her birth control.The commune that they currently lived in had ten men and only three women. Besides herself, there was Ginny, who was married but no children, and Tricia who was single with two small children of unknown fathers. Bella was in charge of the food preparation while Ginny worked outside the commune to produce income and Tricia did. She had a kleenex handy just in case.Don never...absolutely never...pulled back Carol's curtain. He did that night. He looked at Carol. Well he was going to say sorry and close the curtain again.He didn't. He stepped towards her. A small step for a man but a fucking great big one for Carol's future. Nice warm friendly Don gave a big smile."You're doing it all wrong."Carol hurriedly got under the bedclothes and pulled the blankets around her. Then Don turned around and she drew the curtain.Well. Trapped In, by Amy Spencer** My first Fictionmania story! I've been reading for years, and finallydecided to put some fantasies on the page. Writing something short to getsome practice, I hope you all enjoy