Damian grinned as she teased him about whether he was looking or buying this time. Secretly, he'd originally intended neither; he just loved to drop in and see his handiwork take effect with every meal he brought her--belly slowly rounding out even further than her pregnancy would warrant, hips widening, bust expanding. Mmmmm.....she'd be such a sweet little meal. He wondered if he'd be able to feel her twins kicking in his tummy.<br/><br/>"Are you for sale?," he joked, despite knowing how devoted she was to her boyfriend.<br/><br/>"Did that new Gambit come in yet? I've heard that's good; thought I'd check it out."<br/><br/><br/>The doctor himself was a surprise---he was quite good-looking, but under his white coat his belly was bloated out--it must have been him burping ealier; she hoped he was all right. Shyly she took a seat, hands folded in her lap.<br/><br/>"Well, my last client was...about two weeks ago. He, um...he refused to use any protection and I....um...I'm late. I took....two pharmacy tests, but I want to make sure. "<br/><br/>God this was so embarassing, having to blurt out to this nice, perfectly respectable doctor that she was a hooker!