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* "Reasons" by Wollstonecraft (pregnancy & wandering) 10, 10, 10
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* "Reasons" or "You're a Real Contradiction, Ain't You?" by Wollstonecraft
(an285729@anon.penet.fi).
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This story was inspired, in part, by an article in Psychology Today that
outlined recent theories on the female orgasm.

Don and Kathy are in love and want to have a baby together. As good luck
would have it, they are married (to each other!), but as bad luck would have
it, Don has to go out of town on business for a month just when Kathy knows
she will be most fertile. Can this happy marriage survive this trauma? I
know enough from watching "Days of Our Lives" to suspect that their marital
bliss will be disrupted. Stay tuned for the next paragraphs!

As soon as Don leaves, Kathy desperately misses him. To make matters worse,
she has just stopped taking the pill; and so she is "more responsive," as her
doctor, who displays Psychology Today along with Cosmopolitan and Readers
Digest in his waiting room, put it. So when she finds herself getting horny
watching a sexy show on television, she reaches for the vibrator and responds
happily to its stimulation. As we fade to commercial, Kathy is recovering
from the best orgasm she has had in the long week since Don has been absent.

But wait! Something's gone berserk on my mental TV screen. People are
humping, but that's not Don and Kathy! It's not even Bo and Hope or John and
Marlena and/of Kristen! It's a bunch of primitive tribesmen and women! My
mental TV screen has merged my soap opera with the Discovery Channel! I am
reminded of those days back in the library of my Catholic school when the boys
used to read National Geographic so that they could see the Naked Natives of
Namibia. But I digress. A primitive woman is describing her difficulties
getting pregnant. Not having a gynecologist or Psychology Today, she is
acting on the theory that her infertility problem arises from the fact that
her mating hole doesn't suck at her mate's skin staff the way other women's
do. Neither Doctor Ruth nor Psychology Today could put it more elegantly.

Now the story becomes a bit technical. The woman belongs to a tribe of
hunters and gatherers. While she is out gathering and her several mates are
elsewhere hunting, she is approached by a wanderer who is wandering and who
fucks her in such a way as to make her mating hole suck quite vigorously at
his skin staff. Now the men in the tribe no longer satisfy her; and the woman
begins to wander while she gathers, looking for her wandering man. The
Country Music Television channel is beginning to encroach on my already
confused mental imagery!

My mental TV image is fixed. I'm back with Kathy. She still misses Don, but
she has joined her friend Sandy; and the two of them are going to a hot night
spot together. So that they won't have to stand around waiting in line to get
in, Kathy is dressed to kill. I'm back on the familiar turf of the American
TV soap opera. The dialogue in the bar is again familiar: "Waiting for your
husband?" The stranger's voice is deep and smooth and sends shivers down
Kathy's spine. "No," she replies, aware that she might become a wanderer.
"Waiting for me, then. Come dance with me." I'm on well-known ground now - As
she spirals toward eternal damnation, Kathy again and again says no but means
yes and the stranger fucks her brains out repeatedly and they both cum
ecstatically and she's sure as hell going to be pregnant with this guy's baby.
Poor Don!

I have to talk to the cable company. We're back on the Discovery Channel
again. The aboriginal woman has wandered and has found another man with a
cock and stamina that legends are made of. He rams her so solidly that she
knows for certain that she is now with child. I have to talk to the cable
company; I am getting the picture from the Discovery Channel but the
soundtrack from the porn channel - all I hear is grunting; these people don't
even converse before or after mating. Once the guy gets her pregnant, the
woman stops showing her old enthusiasm for sex and the man leaves her. I
sense a transition back to ordinary TV.

Back to normal! Kathy is acutely aware that she has been unfaithful to Don;
but she can take consolation in the fact that this is an American soap opera
and she is now pregnant with someone else's baby. Maybe she'll move to Salem
or to Aramid. She's worried that Don will see the bruises that cover her body
and suspect something has happened. I respond mentally: "Cut the guilt trip,
honey. What do you think Donny Boy has been doing these past ten days?" But
there's good luck: Don is going to be away for two weeks longer than planned;
the bruises will heal, and he may never find out about Kathy's infidelity.
All she has to do is lie a little and sleep with him. Yeah; that always works
on the soaps. "But what about the baby?" you ask. And what if Sandy realizes
she is in love with Don and blackmails Kathy or seeks lesbian fulfillment?

That's all I'm going to tell you. You'll have to read the story yourself to
find out who has whose baby and the answers to your other questions. My
apologies to Wollstonecraft. This really is a creative story. As you can
tell from the rating, I enjoyed it immensely.

I wonder what that article in Psychology Today really said.

Ratings for "Reasons"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 10
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10