She is not just nervous.

“No, I felt something, while we were doing it. I released an egg.” Marie insists.

“Even so, those sperm are tiny, and compared to them, your luscious tunnel is miles long. They’ve got a bit of a journey ahead of them.” you reply.

“Still...” she sighs. “I don’t know how to be a mother.”

“To be honest, I don’t know how to be a father. I mean, anybody can get a girl pregnant.” you say.

“I know what you mean.” Marie says. She sips her tea, lost in thought. You give her the same evolutionary treatment you had given Kim, and make a couple of mental changes so she will not be jealous of any others he claims. “I guess we can learn together.” she says, switching back to her normal speech pattern. “Seein’ as how you’re gonna be seein’ me every day at work.” You smile. “You mixin’ assignments, Vic?”

“What makes you think that?” you ask.

“Yer recruitin’ fer yer station an’ spreadin’ yer supergenes at th’ same time.”

“Okay, maybe I am.” You reply. “You want to sue me?”

“Nah, Ah’m allergic t’lawyers.” Marie replies. You laugh, hugging her nude body against you. “Ah’m tellin’ ya, though, you must be the best lay in Texas. Wouldn’t wanna deprive other girls of th’ honor, but do spare me a thought, okay?”

“We’ll keep in touch.” you say, writing your cell phone number on a Wal-Mart receipt she had in her shorts pocket.

“Thanks.” she says, kissing you..