Constance stayed locked in her study for weeks working her anger and embarassment into profit. Just when she thought it was all behind her and she could venture out once more, she began feeling very sick.
"I haven't been out of the house in 2 weeks. How could I possibly have gotten sick?"
After spending a full day heaving and feeling terrible, Constance finally went to the DR.
"It's not the flu Ms. Shelley. You're pregnant."
"No no no no no no no no no no no!"
(Just to add a little surprise to my game, I sometimes set the woohooer so that all woohoo is risky. Sometimes it only takes once!)
"Hal, I think you should come over......"
Thinking he was going to get lucky he rushed right there.
"Hey beautiful. I was hoping you'd call me. If only these roses were half as lovely as you. Shall we take this conversation into the bedroom?"
"Hal, I'm pregnant."
"Well, you see babe, that's just not my problem. I don't 'do' babies. I gotta go."
"Smuck"
