What If There's A Baby?

Lois took a deep breath. It was a question that cut right to the heart of things. But she didn't have an answer for that. Not yet.

Angelica reached out, and instinctively the reporter took her hand.

"I don't mind taking things slow. It would be nice to be...courting." Lois raised an eye at the shemale's choice of words. "But I am a little old-fashioned. If you do happen to be...in the family way...I'd like to...do the honorable thing."

The reporter had to stifle a laugh. Blaze's tone was dead serious, but it was the dialogue from a cheesy 80s movie—teenagers trying to act grown-up about getting knocked up.

"Angie—we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Lois gave her lover's hand a little squeeze. "I mean, I appreciate the thought, but not everyone gets pregnant after having raw sex. I mean, yes I'm not on birth control now, but I can get the morning after pill if you're worried about..."

Blaze's eyes shot open. "No! No, it's not that. I would love to...I mean, if you were...that would be..."

Lois watched in bemusement as the shemale's tongue tripped over itself, trying to avoid saying anything to offend her. The reporter couldn't suppress a smile. She had Blaze's number.

"You have a pregnancy fetish," Lois announced confidently. "You want to empty your balls into me after every date until I'm pregnant. Then marry me and caress my belly as you hump me every night, watching my stomach expand inch by inch. And the second I squat out a brat, you're going to be on me to plant another one in my fertile cunt."

The reporter's smile grew a little wider as she spoke, because she could see a flush spread across Blaze's cheeks, and despite having just spent inside of her, the shemale's cock was rising once again. Just talking about it was giving Angelica a hard-on.

"Well, Angie," Lois let her words sink into a husky whisper so that Blaze had to lean forward to hear her. "What would you say if I told you..."

The shemale was hanging onto Lois' every word, **** to hear what she said next. Lois loved that little bit of power, feeling her heart beat faster. To be wanted that badly by someone...it was something she hadn't felt in a long time. With a word, she could twist her lover a little further...or dash her hopes entirely.