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Scott Parker turned into the parking lot, and slipped out of the truck into the building maintenance office. He hoped to slip in unnoticed, but it never seemed to work out that way. As usual, his boss caught him on his way in the door, and made a point of lecturing him about coming in late.  He stood silently as his boss went on and on, but he really wasn’t hearing a word he said.  Scott was an old hand at ignoring authority, and in 6 years with the university maintenance department, he had managed to keep himself continually on the edge of being fired.  Scott probably would have been canned long ago, if it weren’t for Ned Cross.

Ned Cross worked with Scott, and spent a lot of time covering for him. Ned was the type of guy that everyone liked, and after 37 years with the university, he was regarded very highly by all the top brass at the university.  Ned, for some unknown reason, liked Scott, and made an effort to keep him somewhat on track. Ned and Scott had spent the last year, acting as support for construction on the university’s newest dorm, called Richardson Tower.  Ned made a point of telling Scott, that when the building was completed, he was finally going to retire. Scott didn’t really believe him, he had been talking about retirement for the last 6 years, and Scott figured he would die in the university’s employ.

The university had originally planned to fill the lower floors of the new building during the upcoming summer session, but when their health and safety inspectors reported an excessive amount of bugs, they were forced to postpone those plans until fall.  This change in plans, meant that Ned and Scott were assigned the task of fumigating the building, and the university wanted the work done solely on the night shift, since the administration didn’t want to draw to much attention to the newly discovered insect problem.

Monday evening Ned met Scott in the tower’s control room, and explained the fumigation procedure to him. Ned as usual, had taken the time to read the instructions, and knew step by step how the job needed to be performed. Scott watched Ned set up the first cylinder, and realized that this was going to be a pretty straightforward job. He didn’t think it would take anywhere near the time that the university allotted.  Once the first gas cylinder was set up, Ned made Scott fumigate a couple rooms, without any guidance, just to be sure that Scott understood the process. Once Ned was satisfied with Scott’s proficiency, he reached over and turned off the gas, and said “Come on Scott, lets take a off early for the night and go have a couple cold ones”.  Scott was thrilled at the thought of a short night, but a little worried that Ned made the suggestion. Once the two men got their first round of drinks, Scott’s fears were confirmed. Ned told Scott that he was going to go on vacation starting tomorrow, and when his vacation time was up, he was going to retire. “I told the university that this job would take all summer, Scott” Ned began, “Consider it my going away gift to you. I figure a sharp kid like you could knock this job out in a couple weeks, and coast the rest of the summer. This will keep you out of trouble and off the bosses radar all summer, from there you’re on your own.” Scott, had to admit he was really moved by the consideration on Ned’s part, and really hated to see the old man retire.

After a couple drinks, Ned told Scott that he was headed home, and promised him that he would visit him after his vacation was up, when he was filing his papers. Scott decided to go ahead and have a couple more beers, while he digested what Ned had told him. Ned barely had time to get out the door, before Scott noticed a beautiful brunette checking him out from the end of the bar.

Sharma Boone, was a wanderer. She had spent the last six months traveling across country, hitching rides, and enjoying the adventure of discovering herself.  She made a point of stopping at college towns, because there were usually lots of opportunities to get something free, especially for a very pretty 21-year-old girl. She had only been in this town for a couple hours, when she decided to stop in and see if she could score a few free drinks. She sat down at the end of the bar, ordered a wine cooler, and sipped it as she scoped out the restaurant/bar.  “God, this place is full of pathetic old men.” Her eyes caught sight of a couple with an infant, and another on the way. The woman was breast-feeding the baby, and had a baby blanket covering the baby’s head and her breast. “Breeders” she thought with distain, “Latch onto some man, squeeze out a few babies, and lay around being suckled like a sow.” It didn’t take long, however, before Sharma’s attention was drawn to a man sitting alone at a table. The guy had come into the bar with a much older man, and hadn’t even had time to finish a few beers, before the other man got up and departed. She figured they had to be coworkers, stopping after work to share a few drinks. Sharma figured the younger man to be a perfect target, since he hadn’t been there very long, and was already checking her out.

Scott couldn’t believe his luck; the brunette at the end of the bar was checking him out. He picked up his drink, and approached the young woman. “Do you mind if I join you.” Scott said.  “That would be great, I’m new to the university, and I don’t know anyone yet.” Sharma said as she gave him a playful smile “I was actually just about to order my dinner, but your welcome to join me”.  Scott sat down immediately, “What perfect timing” he said, “I was just about to order some dinner myself.” Scott introduced himself and the young woman introduced herself as Christine.

The two of them sat and talked for all through dinner, and Scott was sure he was going to get laid. Scott told the girl that he was the facilities manager, at the university. He knew this was a lie, but he knew she wouldn’t be impressed if he told her he was simply a maintenance man. Sharma told Scott that she was a grad student, majoring in dance, and told Scott that she had just moved into her new apartment.  She said she had spent all day unpacking, but hadn’t been able to finish, because there were several thinks that were to heavy for her to move into their proper place.

Scott knew an invitation when he heard one, and quickly suggested that they continue the conversation at her apartment, where he could help move those heavy items. Sharma, made several fake attempts at turning him down, and finally accepted when she saw the waiter approaching with the check.  The waiter asked if they were together or separate, and as expected, Scott insisted on paying the tab. Sharma, told him she needed to use the powder room before they headed out to her place, and excused herself. Once she was out of Scott’s sight, she chuckled to herself, and slipped out the door. Scott waited almost 45 minutes, before going to check on his date. He almost had to be restrained, when he asked a waitress to check on his lady friend, and she giggled, and told him she had seen his girlfriend leave almost 45 minutes ago.
   
Sharma was almost laughing out loud, as she worked he way across the campus, in the direction of the new university dorm.  “What a loser” she thought, “He must have spent almost $100 on food and drinks, and didn’t even get a peck on the cheek”.  She never got over how easy it was to get guys to pony up their money, when they thought they might get a chance to get in her pants. She had worked that scam on at least a dozen different guys, and not one of them had figured out that she was not going to sleep with them.  Sharma didn’t intend on sleeping with any guy, at least not for a long time. She though having sex with men, robbed women of their independence. She considered married women to be pathetic, mindless drones, pretending to be fulfilled, as they drove their rug rats around in their minivans. She would have loved to see the look on Scott’s face when she never returned from the ladies room.   “Oh Well, no harm done” She mused, “He could afford absorb the cost of one dinner for two.  Being Facilities Manager for the entire university had to pay pretty well.”  He had also unwittingly provided her with a free hotel room for the night, when he told her that the university’s brand new dorm complex, was ready for students, but was going to be empty all summer, because the contractors had completed the project a couple weeks too late.

Scott let himself back into the control room. He didn’t feel much like going back to his ratty apartment. “What a fucking waste” he thought, “I spent all night putting up with that fucking bitch, buying her food and drinks, and then just like that, she goes to the bathroom and never comes back.”

Scott didn’t know what irritated him more, her playing him for the free drinks, or the smirk he got from the waitress when she told him his “Girlfriend” had ducked out on him.  He decided, he might as well get some work done, since he really felt like killing some bugs tonight. Once the chemicals had been allowed to flow for a good 30 minutes, he shut off the gas and walked down the hall to see if he could spot any live insects in the rooms. If the first treatment didn’t do the job, the instructions said to repeat until effective. Scott wondered what was actually in the gas. It was some new environmentally friendly gas, that was supposed to be mild on the environment and not ozone depleting.  He had checked several successful rooms, and was about to go back down stairs to watch TV, when he a noise coming out of the last room on the floor.

Sharma was quite pleased with herself for figuring out how to get around the universities fancy electronic locks. She was further pleased to find out that the university was not only running electricity in the closed building, but air conditioning as well. She worked her way into the building, and selected a room. She decided on a first floor room, incase security came sniffing around and she had to slip out the fire escape. Inside, was a typical university dorm room, with the basic furnishings, and a moderate sized television set. She was going to make a few notes in her journal about tonight’s exploits, but she was overcome by a sudden feeling of exhaustion, and rolled over and fell asleep.

Scott was surprised, to say the least by the sound coming from one of the rooms he was fumigating. Scott was somewhat afraid it might be a wild animal that was trapped in the building and he thought about taking off, and calling the university cops to investigate the sound.  Scott slowly worked his way toward the sound. After convincing himself that the sound was not growling, but instead, quiet snoring, Scott unlocked the door to the room with his passkey, and peaked inside. Laying on they floor, was Christine, snoring quietly as she slept.  Scott was alarmed, but furious at the same time,  “Hey” Scott said in a loud firm voice, “wake up”.  She didn’t move a muscle. “Trying to sleep off the food you stuck me for earlier? You bitch”, still no response.   Scott, now frustrated, went over, grabbed her blouse, and shook her violently, but still she didn’t respond. “The gas”, he thought, “it must act like sleeping gas to a person”.  Scott reached down to give the sleeping woman another good shake, when his hand came in contact with something soft and spongy.  Scott felt a slight rise in his pants, when he realized that he had grabbed a palm full of Christine’s full breast.  “Nice” thought he thought as he allowed his hand to squeeze and fondle her breast. “I wonder what these beauties look like?” Scott slid his hand slowly under Sharma’s blouse, his fingers gently slipping under the delicate fabric of her bra. Scott was soon rewarded with the soft feeling of her full breasts, and he paused to roll her nipple between his fingers, causing her to moan under her breath.   Sharma’s moan was like a bucket of cold water poured over Scott’s head, bringing him out of his lust-induced trance. “What if she wakes up?” he thought, realizing that he would get in a lot of trouble if he were caught.

A loader moan from the girl warned Scott that his fun was over, and he quickly got up and slipped out of the room. He hung around in the hall was listing for a few more minutes, and thought he could hear her moving around in the room. He listened carefully, for the scream he was sure was coming, but no sound came out of the room. For nearly 30 minutes, Scott haunted the hall near the girl’s room, but obviously, she failed to realize that a few minutes earlier a man had been feeling her up. When he heard the shower come on, he was seized by an overpowering urge to try the gas a second time. “I need a way to make the effect last longer” he thought, “I didn’t even have enough time to check out her tits”. He knew he had to think fast. Then suddenly Scott had an inspiration; he could run over to his grandmother’s house, and steel some sleeping pills. He knew he could get to her house in just a couple minutes, and also knew that, like most elderly people, she had a medicine cabinet full of quality drugs. 

Scott drove as fast as he could to his grandmother’s house. He often stopped by to visit her, and did his laundry there every couple weeks, so he had his own key. He was also certain that by this time of night, she would be out like a light, and wouldn’t notice him rummaging through her medicine cabinet. Scott let himself in the back door, and went directly to the bathroom. He had no trouble finding several bottles of pills that would extend his time with his target, and was just about to head back to campus, when it occurred to him that he needed a way to get the sleeping girl to take the pills.  Scott darted into the kitchen, and dug through several drawers, “Please don’t let her have thrown it away,” he thought as he dug through the drawers. Then he found the prize he was looking for, a veterinary pet piller, which he had used several times to give medication to her cat.  He snatched it out of the drawer, tucked it into his pocket, and darted out the door to his Van.

Scott looked at the clock, in the van as he pulled back into the parking stall by the control room door. He had taken nearly 45 minutes, to recover the pills, and he was worried that Christine might get spooked, and bolt the dorm altogether.  He went into the control room, and immediately turned the gas back on to her room. “Now all I have to do is wait” he thought and checked the clock on the wall to use it as a timer. Thirty long minutes later, Scott turned off the valves, and headed up to the room hoping to find a sleeping woman awaiting his attention.

Once Sharma finished her shower, she sat down in front of the television, it felt good to be clean again. She turned on the TV set making a point of keeping the volume low, in case someone passed near the room. After watching the TV for only a short while, Sharma started to feel herself nodding off to sleep. “Wow” she thought, “I must be totally exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open” and immediately drifted off to sleep.

Scott slipped quietly up to the door of room 112, he heard the quiet sound of the TV set in the room, but he couldn’t hear and other sounds. “I hope this worked”, he thought, as he gently opened the room door a small crack. Inside again asleep on the floor was Christine. He quickly approached her and tried shaking her once more, just to be on the safe side. She was once again completely unconscious, and Scott intended for her to stay that way. He quickly pulled out the pills, and slipped the first pill into the rubber tip at the end of the piller. Slipping over to the unconscious woman’s side, he inserted the tip of the piller as far into Christine’s mouth as it would go.  The sleeping girl started to gag, but Scott quickly depressed the plunger, and felt the slight pop the piller made when it released a pill. Christine gagged a little more, but then she reflexively swallowed, and Scott was sure that the pill had ended up in her stomach. Scott checked the label on the bottle; dosage was listed as 1 or 2 tablets right before bedtime. He figured that the sleeping girl was about the same size as his grandmother, but he wanted her well out of it. He repeated the dosing two more times, and put the pills and piller back in the carry bag he brought up with him.

Scott was incredibly excited, and could feel the increasing tightness in his pants.  He was so excited; that he almost came on the spot, the feeling of power was a rush like nothing he had ever felt before. Scott had trouble keeping his composure as sat back to wait, he couldn’t very well have her waking up before the pills took full effect.

After what seemed like an eternity, Scott decided that she wasn’t going to wake up, and would be his for the rest of the night.  Scott worked his way over and retrieved the young woman’s purse, and began carefully inspecting it for information. The bag contained some personal items, makeup, tampons and  $100 cash.  Scott fished for her driver’s license. The license was issued in the state of Illinois, and the name on it was Sharma Boone. “You bitch” he muttered under his breath, “Christine isn’t even your real name. You intended to cheat me out of dinner the whole time.” He also found a small diary, and date book, with lots of small notes about the places she had been, while wandering the country the last few months. Scott was about to put the boring little book back, when it suddenly became interesting, written on one of the dates was a large letter  “M” with an arrow drawn forward through the next five days.  Scott knew immediately what that meant, and it occurred to him that she didn’t have any birth control pills in her purse. “Not on the pill?” He chuckled realizing that since her last period ended a little over two weeks ago, she was extremely fertile right now. “She must not figure she needs to be on the pill, since she has no intention of sleeping with the guys she uses”, Scott thought, “Well Sharma, not being on the pill may prove to be a worse idea than screwing me over for dinner”.

Scott sidled over to the unconscious woman, his heart racing, and started undoing the buttons on her nightshirt. One after the other, the buttons gave way, slowly revealing the soft milky mounds hidden beneath. Scott reached under the loose flap of her shirt, and caressed her firm breasts, lightly pinching each nipple in turn. One button at a time, the undressing continued, until her shirt flopped open to each side of her braless chest. Scott’s hands continued their exploration, undoing the string on her cotton shorts. Inch by inch he slid the shorts down past her sexy hips and freshly shaven legs, until only her panties stood between him and his prize. Scott could tell at a glance, that her bush was mostly clear shaven, and allowed the tips of his fingers to slide gently over her smooth pubic region. A couple of times he allowed the tip of his finger to enter her soft slit, and was rewarded with a slight moan from the sleeping woman. Scott wasted little time in removing her panties and exposing his target.

Sliding between Sharma’s thighs, Scott rubbed the head of his swollen manhood up and down Sharma’s sexy slit, allowing his head to become moistened by her juices. His ministrations were clearly eliciting an involuntary reaction in the girl, and her breathing was rising and falling in reaction to his efforts.  Scott’s excitement level was rising, and he shifted his motion from sliding up and down Sharma’s pussy, to slowly thrusting in and out. Though shallow, at first, his thrusts steadily got deeper and stronger, until he was plunging fully in and out of her.  Harder and harder, Scott pumped, as He could feel his excitement nearing the breaking point.  He sucked on Sharma’s nipples, and fantasized about how she would react when she realized, that she had been fucked. He could almost see the look of terror on he face, when she awoke to find her self-naked, and dripping cum from her fertile pussy.  That last thought was too much for Scott, and his body convulsed, as his orgasm came thundering in. Pulse after pulse, he shot his load deep into the unsuspecting girl’s womb, his body tensing up each time as he experienced the most powerful orgasm of his life. Then, as quickly as it began, his energy waned; Scott rolled off his victim, and gazed at her helpless form.  Now, he had to figure a way to keep her from, figuring out who fucked her. Then it occurred to him, why not carefully clean her up, and maybe she would never even know, at least not until she was a long way away from here.

Scott quickly got dressed, and cleaned up the leakage from the sleeping girls pussy. He figured he had plenty of time, and made a careful job of returning her to the state he found her in. The only thing Scott changed, was positioning her body in the best orientation to keep all that precious cum, deep within her womb. He figured, that the less cum leaked out of her the better. He could only hope that when she used the toilet the next time, she wouldn’t notice the extra discharge from her pussy.  Once he had completed the cleanup, Scott slipped out of the room.  “I guess I got my moneys worth after all” he chuckled, “And who knows, she may even leave with a little take-out”. This last thought made Scott laugh audibly, “Only this take-out will be feeding on her in about 9 mo”

Sharma woke to the sun shining in through the dorm window, and couldn’t believe how well she had slept. She figured she must have been exhausted from the stress of getting in the dorm, and the fear of getting caught. She got up and decided to catch a quick shower before heading out to campus to see what adventurers she could find. Sharma hummed to herself as she shampooed her hair, enjoying the warm water enough that she never even noticed the extra white goop that trickled down her leg as she washed up. Once she was showered and dressed, she snuck out the door she had entered, to see the sights. “This is great” she thought, “I could stay here quite a while, if I play my cards right”.

Scott returned to work Tuesday night, still horny from the adventure of the night before. He had hardly gotten any sleep, and had masturbated several times today while fantasizing about it. He regretted not having a camera handy to take a couple snap shots, but the realized that the less evidence, the better. He wondered, if Sharma would return to the room for another night, but the only way to find out was to gas the room, and go up and take a look. He started the gas in her room, and surveyed the contents of the “tool” bag he brought with him. He still had the sleeping pills, and piller, from the night before, but he had added some anti-anxiety pills that had been prescribed for his sister several years ago when she was getting ready for her wedding. He remembered that she only took one dose of the pills, and spent the next two days wandering around like a mindless bimbo. The pills removed her anxiety, all right, but they also seemed to remove her ambition, and about 50 IQ points in the bargain. He figured that she must have left the pills at her grandmother’s house when she moved in with her new husband after the wedding. Scott couldn’t resist adding these pills to his bag, figuring that he might be able to extend Sharma’s stay, by giving her one of these before he finished with her for the night. The pills were marked one per day, and there had to be at least 50 pills in the bottle.

Sharma couldn’t believe her luck, she had scored nearly 50 dollars, panhandling, and had scored a meal and a few free drinks from a couple dudes she met in bar. They probably thought it was going to be their lucky day, but Sharma left them with a fake cell phone number, and slipped back to her pirated dorm room to crash for the night.  She’d need to avoid that bar for a few days, to lower the chance of running into them again, but even if she did, she could always say that they wrote her number down wrong.  Sharma lay down on a pile of cushions from the sofa, she was really tired for some reason, and she decided that the TV could wait, as she drifted off to sleep.

Scott was beside himself with excitement as he rounded the corner into the back hallway. He cocked his head to listen at the door to room 112, but didn’t wait long before opening the door. The answer to his prayers was lying on a pile of cushions in the middle of the room. He wasted little time, administering the sleeping pills, without even bothering to shake the sleeping girl. He wanted to enjoy her even more than yesterday. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pills. This time he had no problems dosing his prey, and had the pills in her stomach in just a few moments.  Once he figured the pills had time to start working, Scott set to work removing Sharma’s clothes, and laying them carefully in a pile on the floor.

Scott waited a little while to be sure the sleeping pills had time to take effect, and started on his new “girlfriend”.  He caressed her beautiful breasts, and suckled her nipples. His hand slid up and down her sexy body, reveling in the silky smoothness of her skin. Bolstered by the fact that she didn’t notice his first encounter with her, Scott felt emboldened. He rolled the helpless girl over on her stomach and piled a couple cushions under her hips, lifting her ass high into the air. He slide up behind her and pressed his face into her smooth bald mound, as his tongue lapped hungrily at her moist pussy. He savored the sweet musky odor of her juices, and like before it didn’t take long, before for her body to responded to his ministrations. Scott quickened his pace, as quite moans escaped her lips, and her hips made slight convulsions in response to the stimuli. Soon Sharma was very wet, and Scott used the lubrication from her pussy to slide his dick deep into her tight asshole. He felt her ass tighten up as he entered her, and heard the pause in her breathing.  It was pretty obvious, she had never had a backdoor screw before, and he enjoyed the though of loosening her up a bit. After a few minutes, he started to feel his ball tense up to dump a load, and withdrew from Sharma’s tight ass. He didn’t want to waste any of his cum in her ass, and figured that she would be far more likely to notice a big load of sticky cum oozing out of her ass, than from her pussy. Scott rolled his prize back over onto her back, and slid between her silky thighs. Her pussy was incredible, just like last night, and he stroked his dick in and out of her channel. He knew he couldn’t hold out for very long, and before he knew it, he was jetting a second load of his seed into her fertile belly.

Scott, now satisfied, spent, fantasized about his cum running into Sharma’s uterus. He carefully wiped off her crotch and ass with a couple rags he brought, and carefully arranged the cushions to keep her pussy higher than her belly. Before he left her for the night, he pulled out the piller, and gave her a double dose of the anti-anxiety pills, hoping to rob her of the motivation to move on too soon.

Sharma awoke and rubbed her eyes, she couldn’t believe how fuzzy she felt. She was having trouble thinking straight, and couldn’t find the energy to even get up from the pile of cushions she fell asleep on last night. She reached over for the TV remote, and with much difficulty succeeded at turning on the TV. “I feel so funky” see thought, “I must be coming down with something”. Once she had selected a TV program she relaxed and gazed vacantly at the mindless drivel that was on the TV.  She was so out of it, she didn’t even notice the hours fly by as she watched show after show, before falling asleep right where she sat

Scott was starting to become good a pilling Sharma. He went through his dosing routine, and settled in for another night with Sharma. He couldn’t believe how well his tactics had worked, and had every intention of keeping her around long enough to see if her period started in a week.  He again undressed the sleeping girl, went to work on her body. His mouth roamed freely over her body, spending extra time suckling her beautiful nipples. He rubbed his dick up and down her now wet slit, getting his dick wet with her juices, before rubbing his head across her sexy lips. Sharma involuntarily opened her mouth, while he prodded her lips, and he seized the chance to stick his dick in all the way.  Sharma’s started to gag a little at first, not being accustomed to the fleshy object in her mouth, but just has quickly her body reverted to a more fetal state, and actually began lightly nursing on the head of his cock.  Scott moaned and soaked up the pure pleasure of the unexpected blowjob, but he was again forced to withdraw his cock, when his own stamina betrayed him and he felt himself getting ready to cum.  Quickly, Scott shifted his focus to Sharma’s pussy, now very wet and ready, and he slid into her until his balls touched her tight ass. He pulled almost all the way out, and repeated his deep thrust; again and again he pounded her fertile pussy. Finally he couldn’t hold out any longer, and as he started shooting his load into her pussy, he grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her tight to ensure his load splashed directly on her cervix

For the rest of the summer, Scott made daily visits to Sharma’s room. He lowered the dosage, of the anti-anxiety pills, so that she would have enough energy to go out and feed herself, and he even added money to her wallet, so she would have enough to buy food. Given her fuzzy mental state, she never caught on that her money seem to last forever.

Sharma’s next period never came, nor did the one after that, and as the summer drew to a close, Scott was positive, that she was carrying his child. He started to notice changes in her body, which signaled her advancing pregnancy. By the end of the summer, he could clearly see a slight bulge in her abdomen where her baby was growing, and her nipples were larger and much darker. He had taken to vigorously suckling her nipples, while he was having his way with her, and often, he could taste the sweet flavor of her milk, as her enlarging breasts released tantalizing drops of the nourishing liquid they were starting to fill with.

Sadly for Scott, he knew his time with Sharma had to an end. He stopped visiting her about two weeks before the university had scheduled the final readiness inspections for the fall semester, and made a point of making a lot of construction type noise in the dorm near Sharma’s room. As expected, Sharma’s slowly came out her drug-induced haze, and started to get skittish about the construction noise.  Within the week after he cut off her meds, she had packed up her things and disappeared. Scott figured, that she must have continued her travels, unaware that she had a passenger coming along for the ride.

Sharma hitched a ride heading east. She couldn’t believe, she had spent the entire summer hanging around that last town. She was sure that she must have caught something, and her body finally was fighting it off. She could remember lying around in a hotel room, for long hours, but she was very fuzzy on all the details. “Whatever I caught”, she thought, “ Must have been one tough bug, because my whole body feel swollen and tender, especially by breasts.  I definitely need to get some exercise too, because I feel like I’ve gained like 30 pounds from laying around sick”.

By the time Sharma had succeeded in hitching her way back to Illinois, she was starting to get very worried, she had continued to swell up, and here abdomen felt like she might be retaining fluid internally. She felt really emotional, and she was starting to loose control of her bladder, and had to continually run to the bathroom. “Whatever I caught this summer, it has really stuck with me.” Sharma worried “ I feel like I might have a kidney problem, or an abdominal infection”. She was glad when she finally worked her way back to Illinois, but it took her 3 months to work her way back, as drivers weren’t as anxious to stop and pick up now that she looked all sick and bloated. When she arrived in Chicago, she reluctantly went to her parent’s house.  She didn’t leave on the best of terms, when she ran away to have her big adventure, but since she was now concerned about dying, she needed their support and help.

Sharma’s mom, greeted her at the door, with a shocked look on her face, she almost didn’t recognize her daughter. She invited Sharma in, but figured she would wait for Sharma to explain in her own words, how she succeeded at becoming pregnant. Mrs. Boone fixed both of them some food, and fixed herself a stiff drink. “Would you mind fixing me one of those” Sharma asked. “I hardly think you should be drinking in your condition Sharma” her mother retorted. “Mom if whatever I’ve caught is going to kill me, I don’t think a drink will make it any worse”.  “Kill you?” her mother questioned, “ Sharma, don’t be so dramatic, women have babies everyday, and they don’t die from the experience”. Her mom’s words hit Sharma like a hammer, “Pregnant, she thinks I’m pregnant” Sharma told her mother that she was not pregnant, and told her how she had been really sick this summer. “That’s called morning sickness, sweetheart, it is quite natural in the early stages of pregnancy.” Sharma again informed her mother that she definitely wasn’t pregnant, and was starting to get angry with her mom. Mrs. Boone had heard all of the denials she was going to take, “Take of your clothes, young lady, and follow me into the master bathroom.” Mrs. Boone demanded. Sharma quickly complied; she was too scared of her mother to refuse. Mrs. Boone went to the medicine cabinet, and retrieved a small stick from a box, and ordered Sharma to pee on it. Sharma could not believe her mother was forcing her to take a home pregnancy test, but she peed on the stick anyway.  Once she handed the stick back to he mother, she again pressed her claim that she wasn’t pregnant. “I’ve had five children Sharma, and I know what a pregnant woman looks like. Look in the mirror; your breasts look like your already breast-feeding. I’ll bet you’ve been leaking milk for quite a while, and didn’t notice because your clothes are so filthy.”

“I’m not preg…” Sharma never completed the sentence, as her mother held up the testing wand with the large plus sign in the window. Sharma’s knee started to buckle under her, and she sunk to the toilet seat. “Congratulations, Sharma, you’re going to be a mother,” her mother said tears welling up in her eyes. “Do you even know who the father is or did you succeed at getting knocked up by some night stand?”  Sharma wanted to defend herself, but she simply couldn’t remember enough of the summer. “We’ll set up an appointment with my obstetrician tomorrow.  I guess you’re going to be staying with us for a while, at least until your baby is born.  Sharma was too stunned to speak, she wanted to consider an abortion, but she didn’t have the money. She knew that her parents where good Catholics, and would never help her get an abortion, especially if it meant aborting their first grandchild.

Sharma sat on the toilet and quietly sobbed. Sharma knew her freedom was gone, and she was trapped. She looked down at her swollen breasts, with their dark enlarged nipples, and realized that in a few months she would be, suckling a baby from those breasts”

Less than 3 months later, Sharma was sitting in the living room of her parent’s house, breast-feeding her newborn daughter. As she sat quietly listening to the baby make a quite sucking sound as it hungrily pulled the milk from her breast, Sharma looked across the room, and saw her reflection in the large mirrored wall.  An overweight woman with large saggy breasts looked back at her, and as Sharma open her mouth to sigh, all that came out was “Breeder”.