Over the phone, I briefly explained my situation to Nancy, trying to leave out the details, and asked, “Is it safe for the baby if I have… physical intimacy with… someone?”
Nancy replied, point-blank. “You want to have s*x with Asher?”
My face burned hot. Asher was standing nearby, watching me curiously. I didn’t know if he heard, but I was still too embarrassed and turned away from him.
“Not necessarily,” I said. “Well, not… all the way… yet.”
Nancy laughed. “Cynthia, it’s fine. You can have whatever kind of s*x you want as long as your partner is gentle with you. And you mustn’t overexert yourself, so he’ll have to do most of the work.”
I didn’t really like the sound of that. Sure it was nice to receive, but I didn’t want to be a selfish lover. I liked the give and take I had with A
