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"Uh lady, can't you see I'm busy here? You can go to the bathroom later. Just hold it," you rudely demand.
"No, oh god, what is happening?" she exclaims as she collapses her full weight on you. You feel your face get drenched with a colorless, odorless fluid, clearly not urine. Rather, her water has broken, perhaps from the stress of the sex or that last ass slap; regardless you are drenched from the neck up in amniotic fluid. You push her off of you.
"Oh my god, what was that?" you shout in panic.
"The baby is ready to come out. Can you take me to the hospital?"
"Oh my god, the baby's ready?" you stammer. "Did I cause that? Wait is the baby mine? I was the last one to have sex with you so does that make me the father?"
She stares at you dumbfounded, "Are you really that dumb?"
She reaches over to the nightstand and picks up a phone. You cannot hear her conversation as your head is still trying to go through mental notes of high school health class...You weren't using a condom and now a baby is coming. Of course you are the father.
You come out of your trance when you see Claire come bounding through the door to the room. "Jackie, your ambulance is on the way. Congratulations! We will meet you at the hospital to help and to celebrate with you."
"You and the other girls, but not him."
"Something wrong?" Claire asks Jackie.
