She knew she didn't have a "steady" boyfriend so it must have been a "one night stand", yet she hadn't been prone to "sleeping around".She knew she didn't have a "steady" boyfriend so it must have been a "one night stand", yet she hadn't been prone to "sleeping around". Somehow it HAD occurred, her reflection now was clearly that of a pregnant woman. Joans next few months seemed to blur together. Looking for work was the last thing on her list as her bank account seemed to be significant enough to carry her through the birth of her baby. Shopping the Malls, buying clothes took up most of her time. A few times she tried to retrace her steps from that fateful night in search of the babies father but she always came up empty and resigned to the fact that he was gone. Joan became a little concerned when her doctor wanted to run some test. She couldn't tell him much about the father, other than race, color of hair and a guess at height and weight. She knew nothing of his background. Had no idea of his heritage. Was he Irish? Or German, maybe? Was he just a good old American, Heinz 57 variety. What could the doctor even be concerned about, she wasn't of an age to be "high risk". She was generally healthy. She was raised believe you "trust your doctor", so she agreed to any test he thought was necessary. The examining room had been carefully prepared. The cold steel stirrups though had been replace with what looked like plastic ones but wouldn't prove to be significantly warmer. Under the doctors instructions Joan disrobed and slipped into the gown that the nurse had provided. The feeling of vulnerability always increased when she removed all her clothes and was covered by only this thin garment that one could never keep fastened no matter which way it was worn. Joan was so aware of her nudity as she walked toward the table, she might as well not have the robe on. She could tolerate not wearing a bra but being without panties seemed and invitation for anyone to "enter". It was like the door to the house had been taken off and all could seen the contents inside. She fantasized that people could actually look up her and see her baby. Her beautiful smiling baby, grinning and saying "I won't come out until I'm ready". A blonde, attractive nurse named Jane, also very pregnant helped Joan onto the examining table. |