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   Coming In by Uther Pendragon nogardneprethu@gmail.com

   MF wl

   "My temp spiked this morning." Joan announces her fertility the moment
I'm home.

   "So we're not going out?"

   "No.  You're coming in."

   We strip.  I carry her into the bedroom.  I gently lay her on the bed.

   "Welcome, ovum." I kiss above her delta.

   "Welcome, sperm." She guides me inside.

   Her warmth enfolds.  Her hands clutch.  We move more urgently.

   "Fred!" Her warmth clutches.

   She clenches.  I pour.  She gathers.  We, finally, rest.

   I turn.  She doesn't.

   "Wanna stay like that to keep it in?" I ask.  She nods.  "Enough to
trust my cooking?"

   "Thai takeout menu's by the phone."

   The End Coming In by Uther Pendragon nogardneprethu@gmail.com

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