Chapter 15

I looked at the young man. He looked to be Greg's age, his wife around the same. He appeared to be a stereotypical nerd, thick pepsi bottle lens glasses, 5-9, thin frame, shy, quiet. He'd married above himself. Melanie was a hottie. Typical cheerleader type, athletic, trim, brimming with energy.

"What is it you want, Jared?" I asked.

"Sir, I'd like to give you Melanie's pussy, the way Greg gave you Karen's. I'd like you to be our Bull, sir. And..and...and I may need help breeding her, sir."

"How long have you been trying to get pregnant?"

"Only a month, sir."

"What was Melanie using for birth control?"

"The pill, sir."

"You have to know that the hormones they use in the pill, often take a month or two to clear from the body, depending on how long you've been on it. It's not surprising failing to get pregnant right off the bat."

"I know, sir, but I work at a medical lab and I had my sperm tested. I have a low sperm count with limited mo