"We have your mum to thank for the fact that we are trying at all. We wouldn't be where we are now without her taking charge." Replied Rachel. "Whatever she says is alright with me, but what will you do, you can't just sit around waiting for you dad to finish with me?"
"No, I can't." He'd said, "I'm going over to mum's while dad's here, if that's ok with you."
"Yes, I think that would be best." She'd replied. "Now, I'd better clear the dinner things."
"No, I'll do that, you just do whatever you can to keep dad's sperm in you, to give it the best chance of making you pregnant." Replied Bob.
When Bob returned to the bedroom, Rachel had put on her nightdress and slipped into bed. "Come and hug me," she'd said, "I'm so excited that we're going to have a baby, but I'm afraid you can't make
