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Episode 34: Unscheduled Lovemaking

Chastity Bolt slumped to the floor at Steel’s feet, her elbow resting on his knee.  “Oh Steel, I should’ve known better than to try to fool you.  You always knew me better than I knew myself.”

“You knew me well too.  That’s why I’m so disappointed.  You know how much I dislike it when people try to deceive me.”

“I’m sorry.  It’s just that I’m in such an awful mess—I’m, I’m not sure what to do,” Chastity sobbed.

It was the tears that made Steel realize that this individual was not the same woman he had married.  The Chastity Bolt he had wed would never cry about a problem—she was far too pragmatic for that.  He knew that her bout with amnesia, the time she spent as Trixie Testosterone, had significantly and irrevocably altered her personality.  This knowledge made it easier for him to maintain his impassive air.  “Just tell me what the problem is.  Perhaps I can help.”

“Oh Steel,” she moaned, “I’m pregnant.”

“What?!”  Steel leapt from his chair, causing Chastity to sprawl across the floor.

“I’m pregnant,” she repeated, startled by the intensity of his reaction.

“With Daedalus’s child?” Steel asked with an emotion surpassing rage.

“Yes,” she whispered.

His face engorged with blood, veins in his neck and temples throbbed.  This was too much.  No man could be expected to bear this.  The woman Steel had loved, the woman with whom he had wanted, more than anything, to create a child, the woman for whom he undergone countless swabs, electrodes and probes in the most uncomfortable places, this woman had been knocked up by his profligate brother after they tore one off, most likely in a drunken stupor.  Oh, this was far too much.

The ascending fury escaped his mouth as indignation: “The two of you weren’t smart enough to use protection?”

“Not every time.”

“Oh, for god’s sake.  This is the most—this is more than anyone—this is absolutely appalling!  To think that you have the audacity to come to me, to me of all people, to fix a problem that basically comes down to, what, free-flowing fallopian tubes and unrestrained semen?  After everything you and I went through to try and have a child!”  He brooded for about ten seconds before saying, in a calmer voice, “No, I’m not going to do it.  The two of you created this problem; it’s up to you to solve it.”

“But Steel, I want to have this baby.  I'm not exactly young anymore, so for the sake of its health I'd prefer not to work while I’m pregnant.”

“That still leaves you and the father with many options, doesn’t it?”

“But I don’t want to have anything to do with Daedalus anymore.”

“Well, I’m sorry.  I guess you’ll have to figure out something on your own then.  I suggest you leave now.”

With that he quit the study himself.  

Steel entered the bedroom so quickly that Charity was barely able to conceal what she’d been doing.  She feigned sleep, which wasn’t easy since she was breathing so heavily.  

Steel shook her gently.  “Charity honey,” he said, “I realize it’s only Tuesday, but if you don’t mind too much, I’d like to make love now.”

Her eyes were open in an instant.  “Yes.  Oh yes, let’s do that,” she said as she tore off her nightgown.  Perceiving an opportunity, she said, “Steel, I’ve been reading some books in which they suggest it’s advantageous if the woman goes on top sometimes.  Also, there’s a position known as ‘doggie style’ we could try.  Essentially it involves you behind me grabbing my hips—oh, never mind, I’ll just show you.  But before that, perhaps we could experiment with some mutual masturbation and some oral stimulation.  Or possibly—”

“No, no, honey," Steel said, "you just lie back.  This won’t take long.”

And it didn’t.

Continue reading: Episode 35