Before long Bailey wrapped up her essay to her satisfaction and closed her notebook. It was still over an hour before her friends would arrive to consummate their pregnancy pact, and she would need ever minute she had. She stripped out of her shorts and top, discarding them on the way to her bathroom for a shower. She scrubbed her slender figure from head to toe with a flowery scented lotion. Her carefully trimmed pussy, a stripe of brunette pubes, needed only a cursory once over with a razor. Before turning to the task of what to wear, Bailey spritzed her favorite body spray over her, an alluring mix of jasmine and lavender.<br/><br/>From her dresser Bailey chose a pair of peach colored panty-shorts, adorned with a small white bow at the front waistline and dainty lace edgings along the legs. The snug cotton panties might not stay on long, but was confident her girlfriends would enjoy tugging them off. Over her head she slipped on an ivory charmeuse baby doll top with a plunging neckline. The outfit was complete as Bailey stepped into a lime green gossamer skirt.<br/><br/>In the bathroom Bailey finished up her hair and makeup, and took a step back to look herself over. She was satisfied with what she saw, cute, sexy and most of all tempting. From her firm youthful breasts, swollen with the promise of motherhood, down to her French manicured nails, there wouldn't be a young woman in all of Viginti who wouldn't want to sample her offerings.<br/><br/>Their pact would be consummated in Bailey's bedroom. Her mother ensured her she would have the run of the whole suite for several hours, plenty of time for the three teenagers to explore the wonders and rituals of their lovemaking and pistal pods. The pods were kept refrigerated but taken out to settle at room temperature before use. Bailey retrieved the three precious pods from the kitchen and set them carefully on a nightstand beside her bed.<br/><br/>The three egg shaped pods were each easily identifiable as belonging to the three lovers. Bailey's was pink, Sherrie's purple and Fiona's red. It was such a special and exciting time for all three of them and Bailey's thoughts lingered on each of them, assured that they would make both wonderful aunties and mothers. They all had attended the necessary classes and workshops, that included the proper care and use of the pistal pods.<br/><br/>Bailey could hardly wait, her peach panties already spotting with a dampening dew.<br/><br/>It was then that both the doorbell rang and her cellphone chirped.<br/><br/>Bailey snatched up her phone, recognizing Fiona's telltale ringtone, "Hey Fi! You aren't chickening out on me are you?" she answered in a teasing tone of voice.<br/><br/>At the same time she threw open the door to greet the purple bedecked Sherrie. Bailey grinned hugely from ear to ear like a Cheshire Cat. She kissed her girlfriend warmly and took her hand to lead her into the bedroom.<br/><br/>Bailey returned her attention back to Fiona on the cellphone.<br/><br/>"We both know you don't need directions, " she said coyly.<br/>