Yes. Was there any doubt?

"Dr. Vega, please stay," you tell her.

Anne's doctor hovers nervously over the corner of her desk.

"Anne, my answer is yes. I accept. I'll be your Mister Campion. Was there any doubt?"

Anne Campion, looking neither fierce nor fragile, gazes at you. Her finely drawn eyebrows go up, then down, and a crease forms on her brow. Tears run from her blue eyes down your pale cheeks. "I won't give you an easy ride, Joe," she says.

"It'll be easier riding close than far, boss."

"Ah ha ha ha!" Anne bursts out in a laugh. "Look, Doctor! I'm having a boy!" She takes you by both shoulders and rocks your torso back and forth. She's got a fierce grip. "I think I'll call him... Joe!"

Dr. Vega sighs. Her shoulders soften. She takes another deep breath. "Did you want to know the chromosomal gender?"

You raise your shoulders in a shrug. "I'm hoping for human?"

Dr. Vega covers her mouth. You don't hear any laughter, but her eyebrows twitch up and her shoulders quiver. Got her.

Anne shrugs. "Boy baby, girl baby. I mean, would we decorate differently?" She looks to Dr. Vega. "Get a slip of paper, Lulu. Draw a dick or a cunt. Fold it up and give it to me. Sometime my curiosity will get the better of me, and I'll look inside its little paper pants to see if we have an innie or an outie."

Dr. Vega actually blushes a little, but she takes a piece of paper and a pen, sits back in her chair, and swivels to turn her back to you.

While Dr. Vega is drawing her gender concealment report, Anne leans close. "I got such a charge out of our mercy fuck party," she whispers. "I want to see you fuck more deserving women. Lulu is certainly one. Would you do that for me?"

You nod solemnly and lean close to her ear and whisper, "This is the luckiest day of my life."

Spend 5 XP on the Character Move Group Sex: When you roll for a Move on two women, you have no penalty. When you roll for a Move on three or more women, take only a -1 to your roll.

This represents Anne's eagerness to hook you up with her lady friends in need of a good fuck, and be there with you to watch or to take her turn. Anne will suggest a deserving woman. When you STALK HER, Anne will be at your side, proudly sharing you and watching you perform as an angel of sexual mercy.

You have Hard +2 (with Fucking Huge), Hot +2 (with Charming), Cool 0, Control -1, and the Character Move Group Sex. You have 0 XP.

Roll +COOL(0) to stalk Dr. Lulu Vega with Anne Campion at your side: 5, MISS. Next: THE GIRLS MAKE A MOVE (something non-sexual: a doctor's appointment! Mostly non-sexual, anyway.)

"I couldn't sell Lulu on your prick, Joe," Anne says later. She laughs. "Lulu says that she's flattered, and tempted. After all, you are a big slice of cake, my boy. And she got a second recommendation for you from Sarabeth. But Lulu says that she wants to be my doctor, not my husband's pricksleeve, as much as she's gagging for a nice fuck, which she is. But that I should feel free to tell her anything I like about you and about what you're doing to me and my friends with your fucking huge prick."

"On top of what she already knows."

"Ah ha ha ha, Lulu knows that you're the **** fuck who made me preggers, and ha ha to my cheating ex, I'm keeping you. Oh and I also told her that you'd buggered a Japanese office lady more than once with your huge prick and she came each time. Lulu's eyes went a little big when I told her that. Well." Anne sighs. "Ah well, it's not as if I don't know plenty of women who deserve a piece of your wonderful fuckstick, Joe." She smiles. "I don't know that the first trimester is making me randy, actually, but knowing you're there to prong me after dinner? I like it. I like it a lot."

It turns out that Dr. Vega has agreed to take over as your primary care doctor. It's somewhere under MAINTENANCE in the pre-nuptial agreement Ulva Lupino drafted up. So you're back in Dr. Vega's office a few days after she gave you and Anne the diagnosis that you've come down with a serious case of EXPECTANT DAD.

Dr. Vega starts with a thorough interview about your health history, your sexual history, your exercise routine with Anne and general diet and activity, then she inspects the male birth control implant in your arm. After that she finally does have you drop your pants.

Dr. Vega puts on exam gloves, rolls up on a stool with a round vinyl-covered seat, and inspects each of your balls, your shaft, and has you turn around and bend over. Her fingers are warm, even through the gloves. It feels weird to get a finger up the ass, and you are young for a prostate exam, but either she's being thorough or gently pervy, or Anne told her to do it. You have no idea, so you just roll with it as she presses and probes, even when it feels weird.

"Clean bill of health, Joe. Watch it in the sun, keep up the sunscreen. Lifeguard and pool care, it's a risk. Both you and Anne are on the pale side, and I have to keep reminding her."

"Thanks Doc," you say. "I guess we'll be seeing each other regularly."

"Be good to Anne," Dr. Vega says. "She loves you, you know?"

You swallow. "Are you coming to the wedding?"

"If I get an invitation," she says. She looks at you appraisingly. "Will there be cake?"

You blink, smile, and let that lie. Maybe she's still thinking about Anne's offer of sharing you.

Or maybe Lulu Vega just likes cake.

What's your next Move, Joe?