I want to impregnate a woman

"I want to impregnate a woman," you blurt out. He looks at you with a surprised look on his face. "I mean, I'm about to die. I want to carry on my genetic line and leave a part of me behind in this world, and this is my very last chance to do it."

Mike looks at you with understanding. "That makes prefect sense and I completely understand." That was the great thing about Mike, he always could understand where you were coming from. He just had that gift, which is probably why everyone liked him. "But you just can't go around propositioning women to let you knock them up, especially if you aren't going to be in the picture afterwards. You have to give them a good time and then just hope for the best."

"I suppose you're right," you say. He usually was. "I was wondering if maybe you could hook me up with any of the ladies you've slept with?"

Mike lets out a deep breath, looks at the ceiling for a moment lost in thought then finally says "Look Jake, the girls I sleep with aren't the best girls. They are shallow. All they are looking for are muscles, a pretty face, and a big dick. They wouldn't be able to recognize a great guy like you if you walked up to them and bit them in the face."

"You bite them in the face?" you exclaim confusedly.

"What?" Mike says with confusion of his own. "No, that was just a figure of..., hmm, well there was that one girl that was into that, but look just forget about it. The point is, those girls aren't good enough for you. You don't want your last fuck to be with some bimbo."

Or your first fuck you think. You guess Mike doesn't realize you're a virgin still. But you get the hint of what he is saying. The girls he fucks are hot, and they will only fuck hot guys like himself. Also did he just humble-brag about having a big dick? You've never really thought about how big his dick is, but it would certainly help explain how he gets so many girls, and about how cocky he can be at times. And another thing, did he just assume you don't have a big dick, too? Well, he would be right, you are below average, part of the reason you've never had the confidence he does with the ladies. Or maybe he snuck a peak at you at the urinal once, you wouldn't put it past him. But all that aside, you suppose he is right, he usually was. You don't want your only fuck to be with some shallow bimbo, or worse, to have one raise your kid.

"Hey, what about Rose?" Mike says. Your heart jumps into your throat. Was he really suggesting you fuck and try to impregnate your mutual best friend that you've both known since you were all babies? "She has lots of respectable girl friends" he continues. Oh, you think, a bit disappointed.

But he was probably right. He usually was. Rose did have a lot of respectable girl friends. Which of course meant girls who were in your league as far as looks went. But they truly were nice girls. Rose only hung out with the good ones. She was smart that way.

Mike looks at the clock. "Shit, she's probably in bed by now. You know how early she likes to go to bed. Do you want to go see her in the morning? You can spend the night here so you don't have to go all the way home then back out here." She lived just around the corner from Mike.