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Annett and her husband Richard sat on the couch in the doctor's office. Doctor Peterson opened the thick file and took out some papers. Annett was hoping that after over a year of trying to get pregnant she was about to learn what the problem was. The doctor had warned that the tests might not give them any answers but she was hopeful just the same.

"Well, ah Annett your tests seem to be all quite normal," doctor Peterson, said. He shuffled the papers and she held her breath waiting for him to go on. She was relieved she didn't have a problem at least that they could find. "Richard, ah yes it seems you have a low sperm count. Of course, Annett could still get pregnant but it is more difficult. There are things you can do and of course there are things we could do to help. I would suggest you try a few things first. Annett you need to start taking your basal body temperature and time your coitus more closely to when you're ovulating. That will give Richard's sperm more of a chance to fertilize your ovum. I will have the nurse give you some literature. If this doesn't work there are some other things we can do."

Annett looked over at Richard. He looked healthy, she thought. Still it had to be true and now at least she had an answer. Looking back toward the doctor she asked, "How long should we try this temperature thing? And what are these other options. The insurance won't cover this."

Doctor Peterson put down the papers he was still holding and gazed at her. He was a handsome man in his early forties and she knew he had been through this many times before with other couples. "Your both young and have plenty of time. You should try using the basal temperature chart for six months or so. If by then your not pregnant we can try a cervical cap. That is the least expensive method and what we do is have Richard provide a specimen that we put into a cervical cap and we put that cap over your cervix when you're fertile. That concentrates his semen around your cervix. Of course if that doesn't work there are other things we can do but of course they are more expensive and we can discuss that then. I'm pretty confident we can help. From the report Richard has healthy sperm just less of them," he said.

Annett looked back over at Richard. He took her hand and squeezed it. "Is there anything I can do to increase my sperm count," he asked the doctor.

"No you probably have some blockage or maybe you had an injury. You could go see a urologist and I can give you a referral but I think we should try this first," Doctor Peterson replied.

Richard nodded and he squeezed Annett's hand. Doctor Peterson pushed his chair back. "I will send the nurse in with the literature. If you have any trouble understanding it just give us a call," he said as he stood. He walked to the door and opened it. "She will be with you shortly," he said as he left.

Annett thought about what the doctor had said. She had never considered Richard to be the problem. Well, at least they knew and could do this temperature thing, she told herself. The nurse walked in interrupting her thoughts.

"Hi, here is some literature on taking you basal body temperature," she said as she walked over and stood in front of them. She handed Annett some papers and a couple of pamphlets. "Be sure to take your temperature every morning at the same time before you get up. There are some charts for you to use and some examples in the pamphlets. If you have any trouble give us a call. Good luck."

Annett glanced at the literature, "Thank you." She told the nurse. Richard stood up and she followed. Together they walked out of the office and to the front. They paid their bill, $635.00 for the tests and the few pieces of paper they got to take home with them. Annett shook her head as she thought of what it might cost if the temperature thing didn't work.

They had come together and Richard drove them home. Annett read the pamphlets as he drove. "We already have a thermometer," she said cheerfully.

Richard looked toward her, "I hope this works because I don't know how we could afford that other stuff and still buy a house," he said then turned back toward the road.

Annett had thought the same thing while in the doctors office and didn't know what she would do if she had to choose between the two. She wanted a house of their own so they could get out of their apartment but she also wanted a baby. She didn't want to make that choice. This temperature thing just had to work, she told herself.

Annett began taking her temperature every morning before getting out of bed. She was delighted when on the thirteenth day of her cycle it went up. "Richard, it went up," she announced excitedly. They hadn't had sex for the last few days waiting for it to happen. She quickly wrote down the reading on her chart then put it back on the nightstand. He was still in bed and was pulling his under shorts down. She saw he was already hard as she quickly pulled her own panties down and tossed them aside.

She lay back down on the bed and Richard reached over to caress her breasts. They were nice and firm and she knew he liked to feel them. He kissed her and she felt herself becoming aroused. He kissed his way down her body until he reached her pussy. She felt his tongue as it probed and then pleasure flooded her mind. The tension inside her began to build as he licked her clit. She looked over at his hard cock and beneath it his sack. She wanted it inside her but was enjoying what Richard was doing with his tongue. The tension was building and she felt her orgasm approaching. "Put it in," she told him. He stopped licking and moved up over her.

Annett brought her knees up as her husband moved into position. She felt his cock against her pussy then felt it penetrate. "Ahhhhh, yes," she moaned softly. Richard began moving his hips and she felt his cock moving inside her. The tension had lessened and was now beginning to build again. She heard her husband's animal like grunts as he continued moving his cock inside her in a steady rhythm. She orgasmed and as the pleasure of it flooded her mind she felt her husband begin thrusting rapidly. She heard him groan loudly and then felt his cock jerk inside her. He was cuming. Her own orgasm peaked then began to fade rapidly. Her husband was quickly finished and he moved off. Annett quickly put her legs together holding his cum inside her.

Richard got up and went into the bathroom. She lay in bed not moving wondering if she was going to get pregnant this time and trying not to get her hopes up. They had done everything right she told herself. It just had to work. She heard Richard's electric shaver. Her bladder was full and needed to be emptied but she wasn't going to move until she had to. Richard finished shaving and came out of the bathroom. She saw him look toward her. She was still lying on the bed nude with her legs tightly together. He smiled, "Your so beautiful," he said.

She smiled back at him. "Go get dressed. I'm going to lay here for a bit and skip breakfast," she told him.

"I'll bring you a cup of coffee," Richard said as he began dressing. He was soon finished and came over to the bed. He leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. "Be back in a few minutes," he said as he left the bedroom.

Annett looked over at the clock. She could remain in bed another ten minutes before she had to get up and her bladder would wait she told herself. Richard returned a few minutes latter with her coffee and he set it down on the nightstand. "Thanks," she told him.

"Your welcome. Can I get you anything?" he asked.

"No, I'm fine. You go eat your breakfast," she told him. He leaned over and kissed her then left.

Keeping her legs tightly together she moved to a more sitting position and sipped her coffee. She would grab a sweet roll at break she told herself when her stomach rumbled. She waited as long as possible then got up and hurried to the bathroom.

The next few weeks passed slowly as Annett waited. She counted each day off her calendar hoping and praying her period wouldn't arrive. This was just the first time she told herself over and over trying not to get too hopeful but the day she felt her first cramps she cried her heart out. Richard tried to console her and she could tell he was as disappointed as she was. That evening she called her mother.

"Hello, Mom," Annett said when her mother answered.

"Hello, Sweetie is everything all right?" her mother asked.

"I going to get my period," Annett replied.

"Oh no are you sure? I was so hoping that you wouldn't," her mother answered.

"Yes I'm sure. Well the doctor said it could take up to six months. It's just so depressing when you know you are doing everything right," Annett replied.

"How is Richard taking it?" her mother asked.

"He's as disappointed as I am. You know Mom it's real hard for him to deal with. Before the tests he thought like I did that it was me now that he know it's him well I think he feels less manly," Annett replied.

"Well just give it a few months. I am sure you will get pregnant and then everything will be fine. I know it's hard but try not to worry about it. How is everything else?" her mother asked.

"Everything is fine," Annett answered. They went on talking about the rest of the family for a while then Annett said goodbye. Talking with her mother helped and she felt better.

The next month Annett again got her period. She told herself not to be disappointed but it didn't help. Next month would be the one she told herself but it and then the next passed with the same disappointment. She decided to go visit her mother over the weekend.

They left early Saturday morning. It was a four hour trip and Richard drove. Annett had told him that he didn't have to go but he had insisted. They got to the house a little after ten. Her mother was waiting with her younger sister Sarah. Her brother Ken was in college and her father was out in his shop. Richard excused himself to go out to the shop and where he could have a beer and talk with her father.

With her sister there Annett didn't want to discuss her problems so they talked about other things. After lunch Sarah left to go see her friend Lisa.

"You know, Mom," Annett began. "I don't think I'm going to get pregnant this way. I guess we're going to have to make a decision whether we want a house or a baby."

"Annett you don't know that," her mother replied.

"Mom, it's been four months and I'm sure we did everything right," Annett said.

"Well Annett there are other ways. The doctor said you're healthy so you can get pregnant. Perhaps you should think about a donor," her mother said quietly.

Annett was stunned by her mother's words. They hadn't even considered a donor. What's more she doubted Richard would agree. "I don't think Richard would want to do that," she replied.

"Well he doesn't have to know," her mother said.

Annett was taken totally by surprise by her mother's words. "Mother, you don't mean I should cheat on him? I could never do that. Did you ever cheat on Daddy?" she asked.

"No, I have never cheated on your father but then your father had no trouble getting me pregnant. Listen, I'm not saying that you should cheat on Richard or anything like that," her mother answered.

"What? Do you think I should go to the doctor and ask about it? Like I said Richard would have to agree and I'm sure he wouldn't," Annett said.

"Listen, Annett I want you to think about what I'm going to say. I just said that your father had no trouble. I am sure he would help if I asked him and Richard would never need to know, her mother said.

Annett was speechless. Her mother was suggesting that she let her own father impregnate her. She loved her father but the thought of having his baby was disturbing. "Mother, I couldn't do that," she blurted out.

"Annett, it was just a suggestion so don't get upset. Anyway, I'm sure you will get pregnant soon," she replied.

Annett didn't think she was going to get pregnant but her mother's suggestion was unthinkable. "I'm sure your right mother," she said not wanting to pursue the subject any further.

That evening at dinner Annett couldn't keep her mothers words out of her thoughts. She looked over at her father. He was forty-three and handsome. When she had been thirteen she had fantasized about him. A wave of guilt filled her mind when she remembered the nights she had lay in bed masturbating and thinking about him. Quickly she pushed the memories aside. It just wasn't right, she told herself.

The next morning they drove back home. On the trip Annett's thoughts kept returning to her mother's words and she kept pushing them aside refusing to think about them.

During the days that followed Annett found herself thinking more and more about what her mother had said. She remembered there was something about Lot and his daughters in the bible. Getting her bible she read the story. The idea wasn't really that repulsive she concluded. Still, she doubted she could ever bring herself to do it.

Her period showed up again but she expected it. It was now their fifth month of trying and she doubted that another month or even six more would help. She called her mother to report the news.

"Hello Mom," Annett said when she heard her mother's voice.

"Hi sweetheart. I guess there is still no luck," her mother said.

Annett knew her mother could tell by the sound of her voice. "No mom, still no luck. Guess I will just have to admit that it isn't going to work," she replied.

"Don't give up so easy. Some couples try for years before they have a baby," her mother said.

"I know it's just I get so disappointed," Annett said.

"Have you thought any more about my suggestion?" her mother asked.

"Mother, I couldn't do that no matter how much I wanted a baby. I couldn't bring myself to have sex with daddy," Annett replied.

"I understand but you don't have to do anything. I could tell him I gave you something to help you sleep and you wouldn't know. Sweetie, your father doesn't know anything about me talking to you about this. You know he might refuse," her mother said.

"You would tell him I was asleep? Wouldn't he be afraid I would wake up?" Annett asked

"Yes, but I think I could get him to do it," her mother answered.

Annett couldn't believe she was actually discussing this with her mother. "I don't know Mom," she said.

"Well you think about it. All you will have to do is lay there pretending to be asleep. In just a couple of minutes it will be over and you will have your baby," her mother said.

"Ok, I will think about it," Annett answered.

"Well, let me know so I can tell your father were going to go visit. He will have to get a couple of days off unless it's on the weekend. Or do you think you can come here?" her mother asked.

"I will let you know, mom. Take care now," Annett said.

"Goodbye dear. I love you," her mother replied.

Annett hung up the phone and sat there her mind in turmoil. They would have to come here otherwise Richard would become suspicious, she thought. What am I thinking? She asked herself. Was she actually thinking of having her own father get her pregnant? She had to be crazy, she told herself. Still, she couldn't get the thought out of her mind.

For the next few days during her period Annett thought about her conversation with her mother. Memories of those nights when she was thirteen and fantasizing about her father while she masturbated came back to her. In one of her fantasies her father came into her room while she was sleeping. She woke up with him making love to her. What would she have done if he had? She asked herself. She didn't have an answer.

Finally she decided to call her mother and talk to her again. "Hello Mon," she said when her mother answered.

"Hi Annett is everything all right?" her mother asked sounding concerned.

Gathering her courage Annett said, "Yes, I've been thinking. Could you and Dad come visit next Friday?"

"Sure dear have you decided?" her mother asked.

"Mom I want to have a baby but I don't know about this. Please, don't mention anything to Dad, all right?" Annett replied.

"I won't it's your decision to make. Will Friday be the right day?" her mother asked.

"It should be the day before I ovulate based on my charts. I'm very regular," Annett replied.

"Well that would be perfect. What about Richard?" her mother asked.

"Richard is working second shift for the next couple of weeks. He leaves the apartment at around three and comes back around twelve thirty," Annett replied.

"All right then we will be there. I'll tell your father that I want to go shopping. He will complain but come along," her mother said.

They talked for a while longer about what stores her mother wanted to visit and planned their day together. After she hung up Annett sat wondering about her actions. Would she be able to go through with it? She wondered. She didn't know and the more she thought about it the more confused she got. I haven't said I would do it, she told herself.

Twice during the following days Annett almost called her mother and told her not to come but when she went to pick up the phone she stopped. She told herself that she and her mother could go shopping like they had planned. With Richard on second shift she didn't get to see him much and what made it worse was he had to work Tuesday through Saturday. Having her mother their would at least break up the routine. Still with each passing day she got more apprehensive.

Finally Friday arrived and Annett spent the day at work trying not to think about the reason for her parents visit. On the way home she bought two bottles of wine and a six-pack of cold beer for her father.

Arriving at her apartment Annett saw her father's car parked out front. She pulled along side and parked. She was trembling and she waited for it to pass. Gathering herself she got out of the car and went to the apartment. Entering she heard the television and heard her mother say, "Frank, Annett's home."

Her mother met her as she came in the door and gave her a big hug. Her father was sitting in the recliner Richard used and looked bored. "Hi dad," Annett said over her mothers shoulder. "When did you get here," she asked her mother.

"We got here around two. The traffic wasn't bad and we made good time. How was work?" her mother asked.

"Let me put this stuff in the refrigerator. Dad I got you some beer. You want one? Work was fine," Annett said as she released her mother and headed for the kitchen.

"You didn't have to get me any beer. I think I will wait till after dinner. Can I have a glass of soda instead?" her father replied

"Sure, dad I will get you some Pepsi," Annett said. She went into the kitchen and put the beer and wine into the refrigerator then got her father a glass of Pepsi. She could see that her mother was waiting for her to say something when they were alone. Her mind was in turmoil and she remained silent.

They talked for a while. Then Annett made dinner and her mother helped. They made spaghetti, salad and heated up some garlic bread. Her mother rattled on telling her about all the latest gossip. During dinner Annett had two wine glasses of wine to help settle her nerves. She tried not to think about why her father was there and was thankful he had no idea. So far her mother hadn't mentioned it either but Annett knew it was on her mind.

After dinner they went into the living room and talked about the plans for Saturday. Annett had some more wine and after the third glass was beginning to feel more relaxed. Her mother refilled her glass and they watched television and talked. Annett found herself thinking about her father and his having sex with her. She glanced toward him and then emptied her glass. Getting up she went into the kitchen to refill her glass.

"You shouldn't drink too much," her mother said as she entered the kitchen shortly after her.

"Just one more," Annett answered as she poured the wine into her glass. She could see that her mother was waiting for her to say more. Whispering so her father wouldn't hear Annett said, "All right but you have to swear that you will never say anything to anyone about this."

"Don't worry this will be our secret." Her mother looked at the clock on the wall. "Around ten pretend to be getting sleepy. I will help you to bed. Then I will get your father to do his part, hmmmm lets see, thirty minutes after that. Just keep your eyes closed and pretend its Richard," she whispered excitedly.

Annett nodded her head in agreement. Taking her glass she headed back into the living room. She was now committed and wondered if one more glass of wine would be enough. She sipped her wine and watched the time. Her thoughts went back to when she was thirteen and she glanced over at her father. Had he ever fantasized about her, she wondered.

Annett did what her mother had told her and pretended to be getting sleepy. "You must have had a hard day you should go to bed," her mother said.

"Yes, I'm about to fall asleep," Annett replied. She got up and her mother followed. She entered her bedroom and her mother closed the door behind them.

"Now you get yourself ready," her mother said.

Annett just nodded her head. Was she doing the right thing, she wondered? She didn't know but began to undress. Her mother left the bedroom and Annett was alone. She stripped to her panties and put on one of her pajama tops. She took her makeup off, used the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Slipping into bed she lay on her back waiting. She thought about what she was doing and told herself it wasn't too late to stop. Still, she wanted to have a baby and six months of trying were enough, she told herself.

Annett could hear the television in the living room and the voices of her parents. She couldn't make out what they were saying. Glancing over at the clock Annett saw she still had about ten minutes. Maybe she should take her panties off, she thought. It would be easier for her father she knew so she quickly took them off and stuck them under her pillow. Her hand went back down to her pussy and she caressed it like she had when she was thirteen. Her fingers were soon wet as her body responded. She heard footsteps then the door to her bedroom slowly opened. Quickly she moved her hand and closed her eyes.

"Are you sure she won't wake up?" Annett heard her father whisper.

"I told you I gave her something to help her sleep. She won't wake up," Annett heard her mother whisper.

Carefully Annett peeked. Her father was standing just inside the door wearing just his boxer shorts. Her mother was further inside and was wearing one of her nightshirts. "Here let me show you," her mother said.

Annett closed her eyes as her mother moved closer. She felt a hand on her shoulder. It shook her gently. "See? She won't wake up," her mother whispered.

"All right," her father whispered and she heard him move closer.

"I'm going to bed. Be quick about it," her mother whispered and Annett heard footsteps moving away.

Annett fought the urge to stop what was happening and forced herself to remain still. She felt the covers move and the room air on her skin. She knew her father could see her pussy and her heart raced. He set the covers aside and the bed moved as he sat down. She had no idea what he was doing and dare not peek. She felt his fingers gently touch her pussy. She tried telling herself that it was Richard and not her father but it didn't work. His fingers gently caressed her pussy and she felt herself get wet. His hand moved away and the bed moved as he got up. Unable to resist she peeked. Her father was pulling his bores shorts down and his cock appeared. It was the first time she had seen her father's cock. It was stiff and she saw it was longer and thicker than Richards. Quickly she closed her eyes afraid her father might notice.

She felt his hands grasp her legs and move them. He moved them apart and brought her knees up. She was careful to let them spread apart like she was unconscious when he removed his hands. Then she felt the bed move. Her father carefully moved up over her. She could heard his breathing and smell him. Panic filled her mind and she fought it back She felt his cock poke into her pussy. She fought to remain still as her father eased his cock into her. She felt it penetrate filling her vagina. He worked it into her and began moving it in and out in a steady rhythm. She could feel her father's balls pressing against her each time he penetrated and hear his sounds of pleasure. She knew she could stop him but she remained still as his cock moved inside her. Her father moved his cock faster then pressed himself hard against her pussy. She felt him tense up then his cock jerked. He groaned and she knew he was cuming. The full impact of her fathers release staggered her mind. She felt his cock jerk again then again as his body released it's cum teaming with sperm into her vagina. When he was finished he moved. She felt his cock pull out leaving behind the makings of a new life she so desperately wanted. He got up put her legs down then covered her. She peeked as he walked toward the door. He was carrying his boxer shorts. He stopped for a moment at the door and turned. She saw his cock now hanging limply down its job done. Turning he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Annett, lay in her bed her vagina filled with her fathers cum. She was certain her father had enjoyed having sex with her, which pleased her. She put on her panties then crossed her legs hoping to keep his cum from leaking out. She would be ovulating soon and she wanted as many of his sperm inside her as possible when it happened. She looked over at the clock and saw she still had over an hour before Richard got home.

The next morning Annett saw her temperature was up. She was ovulating. She took off her panties stained from her fathers cum that had leaked out during the night and stuck them under her pillow. She woke Richard and they made love. She had a headache from the wine and let him think she was having an orgasm. He would think that the baby was his she thought when he ejaculated inside her. She lay in bed for a few minutes then got up. She remembered to take her panties with her, which she tossed in the hamper. Richard went back to sleep and Annett took a shower then got dressed.

Her mother and father were up when Annett went into the kitchen. She said good morning, poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down. She wondered what her father was thinking. He had no idea that she had agreed to him impregnating her. However, she knew he had enjoyed himself and hoped he wouldn't feel guilty about it.

Richard got up a short time latter. He and her father were going to spend the day watching football while Annett and her mother went shopping. They sat around until ten then it was time for the women to leave.

Annett drove and as they pulled out of the parking lot her mother spoke up. "I had a time convincing your father to help you. He was worried you would wake up," her mother said with a chuckle. "You did a good job though because he thought you were."

"What did he tell you?" Annett asked curious to know.

"Well, he said that he was scared to death you were going to wake up. However he did enjoy it. Did you?" she asked.

"I was too busy trying to keep still," Annett told her mother.

"Well, maybe it will be better tonight," her mother said.

"What? Tonight? What do you mean I thought last night would be enough," Annett said confused.

"Don't you want to be sure? It would be a shame if you didn't get pregnant," her mother replied.

"Well, all right I guess your right," Annett said. She hadn't thought about her father having sex with her twice but what difference did it make, she asked herself.

They spent the rest of the day shopping and when they got home Richard had already left for work. They had dinner and this time Annett had just one glass of wine. At ten she pretended to be sleepy. She excused herself and went to bed.

Annett lay in bed waiting for her father. She had taken her panties off and was ready for him. While she waited she caress her pussy and gently rubbed her clit getting herself very wet. Hearing footsteps she moved her hand away and waited. The door opened and she heard her father approach the bed. He took the covers off and the bed move as he lay down beside her. She felt her pajama top move and realized her father was unbuttoning it. He unbuttoned it completely and she felt his hand gently caress her right breast. After a bit he moved his hand to her left breast and caressed it. Then he moved his hand down to her pussy. He ran his fingers over it softly touching every part of it before he gently slipped a finger in. He found her vagina dripping wet and ready.

Her father moved and she felt his legs slip under hers. She wondered what he was doing. He moved her legs apart and moved under them. Then she felt his cock poke into her pussy. He worked it into her vagina then remained still. His hand returned to her breast caressing it softly. She could feel her father's cock deep inside her unmoving and for a while he caressed her breasts switching from one to the other. Then he moved pulling his cock out then sending it back in. Again he remained still and moved his hand down. She felt his fingers move through her pubic hair and down to her pussy. He began to gently rub her clit. It felt good and had to force herself to remain still. Her father moved his hip again pulling his cock then sending it back in. She could feel the tension beginning to build inside her. Her father continued to gently rub her clit and every so often her would pull his cock out then send it back in. She wondered what her mother was doing as her father was definitely taking a long time. The tension inside her was growing and if her father kept rubbing her clit she knew she would eventually orgasm. She had no idea how long her father's cock had been inside her but knew it was a long time. He moved his hips pulling his cock out. This time he pulled it all the way out and she wondered what he was doing. He stopped rubbing her clit and moved out from under her legs.

Her father moved up over her and she felt his cock re-enter her. He worked it all the way in and stopped. She could feel his balls pressed against her. For a couple of minutes he didn't move and she listened to his heavy breathing. Then he began moving his hips in a slow steady rhythm. With each forward movement he pressed himself hard against her pussy and her clit sent pleasure up into her mind. She knew her father was enjoying himself by the noises he was making and she felt her orgasm approaching. His cock moved like a piston not stopping. She knew he was going to cum and the thought caused her to orgasm. Intense pleasure filed her mind. She heard her father groan loudly and felt his cock jerk inside her vagina. Immediately it jerked again then again as his body released it's cum teeming with sperm. It took him much longer to finish then the first time. Her father didn't move for a little while then he pulled his soft cock out and moved off. He covered moved her legs together, covered her and left her bedroom.

Annett put her panties on and crossed her legs. Looking at the clock she saw that it was twelve minutes past eleven. Her father's cock had been inside her over thirty minutes before he had cum. Her mother hadn't interrupted him but as the door was open she might have seen what he was doing, she thought. Well, I should get pregnant now, she told herself. She was still awake when Richard came in. He undressed and got into bed. She felt a little guilty laying beside him with her legs crossed holding her fathers cum inside her. He was soon asleep and she soon followed.

In the morning Annett got up before Richard. Her panties were a mess and she tossed them into the hamper. As she took a long hot shower she thought about what was happening inside her body.

The days that followed dragged on as Annett waited. Her twenty eighth day then her twenty ninth came without any sign of her period. She hesitated to tell Richard or her mother for fear it might yet show up. Her mother must have been counting also because she called. Annett told her and her mother was ecstatic. That evening she told Richard and he hugged her and carried on. Over and over again he told her that he just knew if they kept trying that it would happen. Annette smiled and thought about when she wanted to have the next baby.