Accepting the terms

I thought back, there wasn't really anyone else I could turn to for this, at least not without losing significant face. With the doctor, there was confidentiality, and besides, the way she talks, does she really have something extra between her legs? Her skirt does a good job at hiding it if she does. But before you accept, you have to get some terms right...

"If I pick you, can I keep this a secret? Can I be sure nobody I know finds out?", she leaned back, smirked "If that is all you're concerned with John, I can even help you change your name and make arrangements to even hop states." I'm taken aback, I don't want to take such drastic measures, but at least I know that with her, I can keep my conditions satisfied.

"...Okay ma'am, if you're offering, I will take you as my donor", her eyes beam up as she almost jumps for joy, but stops herself, making it look like she just got up rather quickly from her chair; "You won't regret it!" She says as she almost skips to get the paperwork.

The paperwork, filled with multitudes of pages of legal and medical jargon, makes you feel uneasy, but as you look at her face, eagerly looking at you to sign your name, you forego all that and just sign your name.

"Perfect! So John, are you ready for your first meal?"