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Chapter 17 by Miriam Miriam

You have to think it over. First you decide to...

Buy emergency contraception

Thoughts keep spinning in your head as you walk towards the bus stop. Your inner thighs and panties still feel slippery with seed, and it doesn't make walking very comfortable. It is also a dire reminder that you should probably find and buy some birth control. The absolute last thing you want to happen is getting pregnant as a direct result of a job interview.

You walk to a somewhat more commercial area nearby and come across a small store that sells pharmaceuticals. Surely they must have what you need. You step through the door and head in, a bell above the door signalling your arrival. The store is empty of customers at the moment, but a young man steps out of the back room and behind the counter to greet you. You nod your head towards him, walking straight past him towards the shelves to try and find what you're looking for.

You crouch down to get a better look at the products on the shelf and are confronted with the distinct smell of sperm emanating from your crotch. You groan softly, and get startled when you look over your shoulder to see the clerk standing right behind you. "Can I help you?", he asks.

"Uhm. Yes. Do you sell morning-after pills?", you ask him, ever so slightly embarrassed. You really wish he wouldn't stand so close.

The clerk looks at you strangely for a moment before nodding. "Um, yes we do". He leans besides you to grab a box from the shelf and show you the label. He glances at you and you think you see his nostrils flare. "Do you know how they work?", he asks, straight to business.

"Of course", You reply. "I just swallow them, right?"

The clerk nods as he stands upright, briefly looking you up and down. "Yes. Take them as soon as you can after you had... unprotected intercourse." You feel like he puts extra emphasis on the word "unprotected" and you can't help but feel like he is judging you somehow. Then again, it might all just be your imagination and embarrassment.

"Okay then", he says, taking a step backwards and giving you a contemplating look. "Do you perhaps need a pregnancy test as well?", he suddenly offers.

You blink at him, shaking your head before changing your mind. "Um.. well....yeah. Actually, that can't hurt."

The clerk takes another box from the shelf before walking back to the counter and stuffing both products into a plastic bag, which he hands to you. "Instructions are included, should you need them", he tells you.

You nod, taking the bag, counting your dollar bills and handing over what you owe him. You then wish each other a good day before you step outside again, the ringing of the bell above the door now signalling your departure instead.

You have the pills, now what?

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